Witches Blessing The Earth is my mother I shall not want her hand brings forth green pastures She tarries with in the still waters she leads me into the fields of fruitfulness for my glory Yeah as I walk through the summer of life unto death I will not be afraid for you are with me Your Womb in the Earth will enfold me You prepare harvest before me and bless my home with children You fill me with milk and honey My cup runneth over Surely goodness and beauty will nurture me all the days of my life and I part of the Earth Forever |