By the firelight
We gather tonight,
To circle with our kin.
We welcome the new
To our motley crew,
And greet old friends once again.
The wine we pass
Over everyone's glass
As we settle round the fire.
Soft music plays
As we enjoy the blaze,
Our spirits lifting higher.
To hearth mother we sing,
Gentle Hestia bring
Your warmth and love to our clan.
May your magick abound
As we gather round
With kinfolk once again.
Plant the seeds
To fulfill our needs,
May each in turn be blessed.
Dry our tears,
Chase away our fears,
May old worries be put to rest.
With love we send
A prayer for each friend
Who could not be here tonight.
Know we've saved your place
And miss seeing your face
In our circle
By the firelight.

... Moone

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