Ó 1996 Random of the ULC Church of Amazement
On this dark night,
When the veil is thin,
and spirits dance
at the drum-fires of the living.
Remember the glory
of the ones who trod
the spirit path,
and led the journey we follow.
Case aside failings,
and glory in Magick,
among shadows cast
by the glorious sister moon.
Feel the Earthbeat,
tied to heartbeat,
feel the rhythm
of glorious brother sky.
When the veil is thinnest and the spirits draw nigh, it is our duty as students of Magick/Wicca/or Shamanism, to entertain, exchange knowledge with, and protect the ignorant, from spirits both malignant and benign. We who make up the Pagan community claim to know and embrace the mystery. It is our calling to act as the intermediaries on this commercialized night of Shadow.