Your chalice is full–
Your ancient eyes reflect eternity’s
blue roses and
mirror the mysteries
hidden within my heart–
like a song unremembered;
a breath of thought.
Head high You dance the circle;
dance and reawaken longing.
Satisfied, complete yet untouched,
Your smile proclaims the dawn.
Smell the freshness of the morning. Now close your eyes and let it take you where it will.
In the Name of the Maiden: I will remember harm none by thought, word, or deed.
Thanks to Thee Bright Maiden for Thy care,
for Thy green laughter and fire-edged dew and
for Thy blessing, a most precious jewel.