Andromeda Carefoot Poems

Bide the Wiccan Law ye must, in Perfect Love and Perfect Trust.
Live and let live - fairly take and fairly give.
Cast the Circle thrice about to keep all evil spirits out.
To bind the spell every time, let the spell be spake in rhyme.
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She dances the moon with power and grace
Amidst the hills and trees, in her sacred space
A sky-clad weaver moving swiftly between realms
There in the leaves ….what do you see?
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Circle of stones
A template that is
A temple
and what within?
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A FLOWER’S TEARS

A taverna, back of nowhere
strong spirit to ease the soul
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October 31st marks the end of the old year and the beginning of a new one:

SAMHAIN – Night Falls
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DREAMTIME ~ AWAKENING

‘A lightness, soundless, formless plenum, filled with both the primeval consciousness that is the womb of all mind and spirit in the cosmos with the fluctuating energy out of which all comes to exist in space and in time. There is a no-thing in this cosmic fullness and yet there is everything in potential. All that was, is and will be is here in formless, soundless, lightless, quiescent motion.
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WHIRLING WITHIN THE STONES

Enter the circle sky clad
Look at each stone in turn
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