Winter turns the harvest light
The last of Earth's bounty is wrapped up tight
Hail Great Mother to you we bow our heads
For all the paths that we now tread

Wane is the sun of winters light
In your dimness we seek comfort by the fires light
Hail to the fire that keeps us warm this night

The waters grow still as the frost king reigns
Drink we of cold waters that are winters bane
Hail sweet waters that will come again as rain

Earth soon to be covered in a blanket of white
Fairy forms of ice on the trees tonight
Hail Mother Earth we bow to your might

Cold the winds blow in storm and tempest
We hold tight to one another while the winds rage
Hail Bother Air may thy kiss be light

Hail Mother Freya with thy spinning wheel of life
Thy dark sister Skadi unravels it tonight
Round and round the wheel does turn
But forever and always does life's spirit burn

As the Mother labors to bring forth the light
We her children stand in the rite
Power we bare, Power we call
To shine down life's light we give it to all

To the beggar in the snow we give of our bread
To the homeless woman on the corner we give up our bed
To the sick we give comfort, to the dead we give grace
To all of mankind we give from this place

Healing to those who need it
Comfort to those who cry
Warmth and love abound around us
We give of it freely to all who pass by

The World has been shattered by natures breath
We call on the Gods to heal those bereft
Hand to hand the power flows
Let all those of light stand up and show
That we are one

Hail Great Mother who comforts us all
May your children be worthy of the gifts you yield to our call

Blessings Great Father we ask of thy guidance
To use the power wisely, may you always abide with us

Wane is the sun of winters light
In your dimness we sought comfort by the fires light
Hail to the fire that keeps us warm this night

The waters grow still as the frost king reigns
Drank we of cold waters that are winters bane
Hail sweet waters that will come again as rain

Earth soon to be covered in a blanket of white
Fairy forms of ice on the trees tonight
Hail Mother Earth we bow to your might

Cold the winds blow in storm and tempest
We hold tight to one another while the winds rage
Hail Bother Air may thy kiss be light


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