Circle of Sisters

The howling winds bring me faith
Their soothing sounds; I feel safe
They call my name into the sky
A sound so sweet, that I could fly
I'd fly way up, above the trees
Up over mountains; beyond the seas
I'd fly into my sacred space
My sisters all inside this place
Perfect love and perfect trust
This is what becomes of us
Sisters, we are bound together
Being there for one another
on this Sabbat we will be
Bonding again, wait you'll see
One wish I ask of them all
To no lose touch or let me fall
For all my life to stay with me
As my sisters, So Mote it Be!


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