So Mote It Be Poem by Robert Hilary

So Mote It Be



wisdom of the ancients, passed down through my blood, bless me with the knowledge to thrive.

teachings of the masters, guide me in my life that i find the answers inside.

threads of fate, weave me a story that enriches my being for lives to come,

center of creation bless me with potency, that my will, within love be done.

so mote it be, ahmin.

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