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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Hecate



Night descends, the Dark Mother comes,
A gust of wind, I hear Her hounds,
Goddess of Crossroads, Queen of Witches
Come to me with your whelping bitches,
Dark Goddess, sender of nocturnal visions,
Sending dreams to assist with decisions,
Goddess of Death and Renewal, Lifter of the Veil,
Guiding Souls along the Summerland Trail,
Triple Goddess, Most Lovely One,
We've gathered tonight, the Sabbat's begun,
I honor You, and those departed,
Let me speak with loved ones, from whom I am parted,
Grant me Wisdom, Your favor and Protection,
Let me bask in Your Holy Perfection.

posted by broomhilda at|1:29 PM|

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