pagan 2 - 27/4/23

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Underneath the moon and stars above,
We gather in this sacred grove,
To honor the spirits of old,
And tap into powers untold.The air is thick with mystic energy,
As we dance and chant in perfect harmony,
The rhythm of the drums and our beating hearts,
Pulsing together as one, never to be apart.

We call upon the goddesses and gods,
To guide us on our spiritual paths,
To help us heal and grow strong,
And to be with us through every step along.

We offer up our gratitude and love,
To the earth, the sky, and all realms above,
For the blessings they give us each day,
And for the lessons we learn along the way.

We embrace the cycles of nature and life,
Embodying the seasons and their strife,
Celebrating the solstices and equinoxes too,
In honor of the spirits that carry us through.

So let us stand together as one,
Linked by our faith, our strength, our bond,
With open hearts and willing souls,
As we walk the path of the ancient goals.

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