The Wiccan Key
Our past forgotten hiding in shadows
Too scared to leave
Like conjurers we weave the lights of day
Through all hours of the night.
I call you know upon the rivers of the wind
And the heart beats
I beckon you to me
The ability to know
The strength to dare.
The fortitude to will and secrete kept
I enter upon the path of light
With strength and conviction, the Gods await me
I fear not what must come.
Power be mine forever in time
In this, will I see the Wiccan Key
So Mote It Be!