I stand
naked in my room, I am alone.
I cast my
circle three times,
With my
wand of rowan.
Once for
the Maiden, once for the Mother,
And once
for the Crone.
From the
candle that I hold,
I light
the four quarters.
I call
upon the powers,
To guard
the circle and witness my rite.
I invite
my Gods to join me,
Caridwen
and Cernunnos.
I am their
child, I am their servant,
They are
my Goddess and my God.
I am no
longer alone.
I anoint
myself with oil,
My
forehead, my lips, my breast.
My hands
and then my feet,
For I do
walk the Pagan way.
I am a
Witch.
I declare
that I dedicate my life,
To the
service of the Goddess and the God.
I am
Pagan, I am with them,
I stand
naked before my Gods.
First published in Hannon V. (Ed.) (1993) Ghosts, ghouls and Witches. Poetry Now of Peterborough. Photography ©the Chattering Magpie 2015.
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