I draw three circle bounds,

To trap the evil that holds me down.

I bathe in bath salts so cleansing,

To wash away the filth on body and soul.

I dress in white muslin pure, looking in the mirror,

I slowly cover my hair with a scarf, soft and white.

Tiny bells and wind chimes whose sounds fills the silence

That resides deep in everyone’s soul.

Chanting softly to direct my thought and hold my mind

I sprinkle herbs & incense on the charcoal burning red.

I call on the One, which is Holy to us all.

I breathe slowly becoming one with the Universe.

I lift the sacred chalice, blessed by the One and wine,

I made specially, to represent all on Earth.

The Wine of Love, of Mercy, of Souls lost to pain,

Then I lift my spirit with my supplications for the Souls of Earth,

I drink the Wine and trust in my Guide to light the way.

I accept my fate, as one left to live in shadows, often cold!

Till my purpose�?my work�?my destiny�?is come to an end.

This is my destination, no matter what, set already.

So blessed by God and with God, I do walk,

Towards my destiny with caution, with Prayer and Faith,

My head held high, my jaw set, I follow my path to its inevitable end.

Submitted By Gidget Feb2001

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