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Troth

Here's another by the same man.

Are you willing to run naked below the bone moon?
Are you willing to die the death of stars?
Are you willing to live alone among wolves?
Are you willing to descend into the dark womb,
go back down the into the cave from whence you came:
know the place of Origins?
To be tamed, one must first be wild.
To be born, one must first be dead.
To know companionship, one must first be solitaire.
Ours is not the easy way,
the bright earth goddess
knows how difficult it is
to walk this way among our people;
know you are not alone,
she goes with you along the path,
teaching, guiding, holding your green hand;
her light before you, her spirit breath
in you, and her old music of the sea
holding you steady in all your trials;
she is our Mother, the Earth,
and she is the source, the origin
of all our bright life: know her,
be her warrior, be her fool;
walk among the good folk
with love, honor, and integrity of heart;
for you are the voice of her Voice,
the keeper of her deep mind,
the walker on the winds of time.
Now, know a secret: she has planted
within each of us: a seed, a sprig of light;
an ancient fragment of the stars,
to guide and shape us to her Light;
and all you must do is awaken it to life,
follow its bright course upon the endless track
of starborn children who are our sisters
and brothers of the way; all joined
within this circle, all belonging to this coven:
lights of the sacred path, rainbow warriors, all
who carry within themselves the deep gnosis
of who they are, from where they come,
of why they are here, and for where they go;
each a bright spark of the measured light,
the whirling plover of the Great Wheel
their fragments tell, and from their broken chards
the Great Goddess is remaking this earth of paradise
into a home of light and love and truth
to share and know and be for all: the Tribe and Land of Love;
- Earthwizard, aka, Steven Craig Hickman
January 19, 2004

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- Earthwizard, aka, Steven Craig Hickman
Celeborn Heruquendi - Silverlord of the Gray Elves
may the goddess find you healthy
may she bless thee with plenty
may her magic touch your life forever
Go raibh beannacht na nd=E9ithe agus =E1r sinsir ar sibh,
May the blessings of the gods be upon you!
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