Charge of the Crone
By Jim Garrison
I am the Queen of Magic and the Dark of the Moon, hidden in the deepest
night.
I am the mystery of the Otherworlds and the fear
that coils about your heart in the times of you trials.
I am the soul of nature that gives form to the
universe; it is I who awaits you at the end of the spiral dance.
Most ancient among gods and mortals, let my
worship be within the heart that has truly tasted life, for behold all acts of
magic and art are my pleasure and my greatest ritual is love itself.
Therefore let there be beauty in your strength,
compassion in your wrath, power in your humility, and discipline balanced
through mirth and reverence.
You who seek to remove my veil and behold my
true face, know that all your questioning and efforts are for nothing, and all
your lust and desires shall avail you not at all.
For unless you know my mystery, look wherever
you will, it will elude you, for it is within you and nowhere else.
For behold, I have ever been with you, from the
very beginning, the comforting hand that nurtured you in the dawn of life, and
the loving embrace that awaits you at the end of each life, for I am that which
is attained at the end of the dance, and I am the womb of new beginnings, as
yet unimagined and unknown.
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