Musings of a Massachusetts Witch

Lullaby of Avalon

In Avalon they honor Mother Goddess

Following the path of those before them

Stepping past the blossoming flora

That lay below the high fertile hills

While the young maidens

In the silent groves

Casting magick circles.

Midnight black ravens caw as they fly

Priestesses under a brilliant shine

Harvesting herbs from the gardens

Alongside the Lady of the Lake

Hear hoof beats

From the great horned stag

Leading the wild hunt of Imbolc.

O Great Mother, Goddess of the earth and of fertility,

Sweet voiced mistress of the moon and sorcery,

Let be your wisdom, your blessings,

Protection and love

My eyes close in sleep.

Comforted in the chaos

Of Life.