Song of the Goddess

I am the Great Mother, worshipped by all creation and existent prior to their consciousness. I am the primal female force, boundless and eternal.

I am the chaste Goddess of the Moon, the Lady of all Magick. The winds and moving leaves sing my name. I wear the Crescent Moon upon my brow and my feet rest in the starry heavens. I am mysteries yet unsolved, a path newly set upon. I am the field yet untouched by the plow. Rejoice in me and know the fullness of youth.

I am the Blessed Mother, the gracious Lady of the Harvest. I am clothed with the deep, cool wonder of the Earth and the gold of the fields heavy with grain. By me the tides are ruled and all things come to fruition according to my season. I am refuge and healing. I am the life-giving Mother, wonderously fertile.

Worship me as the Crone, tender of the unbroken cycle of death and rebirth. I am the wheel, the shadows of the moon. I rule the tides of men and women and give releases and renewal to weary souls. Though the darkness of death is my domain, the joy of birth is my gift.

I am the Goddess of the Moon, the Earth, the Seas. My names and strengths are manifold. I pour forth magick and power, peace and wisdom. i am the eternal Maiden, Mother of all, and Crone of darkness, and I send you blessings of limitless love.