Witches Circle

The Circle is cast
The fires burn brightly
Under the watchful eyes
Of the Guardians

This Circle is my sanctuary
A place of peace and promise,
Light and Love

As I pray
To the Goddess and God
Their presence surrounds me

An intimacy and love
That no other can give
Fill my soul

The prayers are done
The circle opened

Eagerly I await my next encounter
To regenerate my soul, my purpose

Copyright 1999 Irisa MacKenzie