In the sacred circle gather \u2018round<\/b>
\nWhere lost spirits are once \u2018gain found
\nWith no beginning there can be no end
\nLook outside yourself and call me \u201cfriend\u201d
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\nWhen the daylight darkens and night falls swift
\nWhen the skies are gray and the snow does drift
\nIn the circle there is hope and light
\nTo push back the fear of winter\u2019s night<\/P>
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When the days grow long and all is light
\nthe circle radiates with all its might
\nour joy and gladness become our shield
\nand a mighty power we can wield
\n
\nCome to the circle, feel the wisdom rise
\nAll here are welcome, love is the cord that ties
\n
\nGather round in a circle, the sacred wheel
\nKnow the love that binds us is all that\u2019s real
\nAll despair and anger will fall from you
\nAs you gather hope and know it is true
\n
\nFor hope is the light in the darkest place
\nIt\u2019s the music whirling in outer space
\nIt\u2019s the peace within us, the silent dove
\nThat cleanses our hearts so we can love<\/P>
\n
So in the sacred circle gather \u2018round<\/b>
\nWhere lost spirits are once \u2018gain found
\nWith no beginning there can be no end
\nLook outside yourself and call me \u201cfriend\u201d<\/P>
\n
***<\/P>
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author bio:<\/P>
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author bio:<\/P>
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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.<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In the sacred circle gather \u2018round Where lost spirits are once \u2018gain found With no beginning there can be no end Look outside yourself and call me \u201cfriend\u201d 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\u2019s 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\u2019s 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\u2019s the music whirling in outer space It\u2019s the peace within us, the silent dove That cleanses our hearts so we can love So in the sacred circle gather \u2018round Where lost spirits are once \u2018gain found With no beginning there can be no end Look outside yourself and call me \u201cfriend\u201d *** 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.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-745","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/745","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=745"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/745\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=745"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=745"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=745"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}