The Sacred Circle
In the sacred circle gather ‘round
Where lost spirits are once ‘gain found
With no beginning there can be no end
Look outside yourself and call me “friend”
When the daylight darkens and night falls swift
When the skies are gray and the snow does drift
In the circle there is hope and light
To push back the fear of winter’s night
When the days grow long and all is light
the circle radiates with all its might
our joy and gladness become our shield
and a mighty power we can wield
Come to the circle, feel the wisdom rise
All here are welcome, love is the cord that ties
Gather round in a circle, the sacred wheel
Know the love that binds us is all that’s real
All despair and anger will fall from you
As you gather hope and know it is true
For hope is the light in the darkest place
It’s the music whirling in outer space
It’s the peace within us, the silent dove
That cleanses our hearts so we can love
So in the sacred circle gather ‘round
Where lost spirits are once ‘gain found
With no beginning there can be no end
Look outside yourself and call me “friend”
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author bio:
author bio:
Mariposa is a UU Pagan of 8 years duration. She spends much of her time reading, playing Celitc harp, and writing poetry. She calls her method of writing "Muse-inspired", as she writes the poem complete and whole at one sitting with, usually, only very minor changes. Also, if she gets "inspired" she must right down the poem at once or she "loses it". Mariposa currently holds the Office of Spirit for the Church of the Sacred Circle in Salt Lake City, and is also clergyperson of that pagan church. She hopes to get training to become a volunteer for the "No One Dies Alone" hospice program that sits with dying patients when family and friends are not available.