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.