Samhain
by Patricia Mills
I
call to you ancient ones,
The spirits of the dead.
The time has come once again,
The veil is but a thread.
Bring
to me your messages,
My circle is now open.
I welcome you and honor you,
My blessings have been spoken.
O
beloved Pan,
Guardian of the dead.
Embrace each soul with open arms
And bring them safely to your stead.
I
light a candle on my sill
A beacon burning bright.
To show the way to Summerland
On this sacred night.
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Patricia Mills 2005 |