Hear then the words of Diana the Moon,
the bright Virgin.
Changing but unchanging,
my mystery is unanswerable,
but solve ye that mystery.
My nature is unknowable,
but strive to understand me.
Darkness and light are met within me.
I flee from thee, but lure thee on;
I seek for thee, but hide my face;
I speak to thee, but my words are silent.

*Source; "Wicca" by Vivianne Crowley