My Mabon Prayer The leaves being to fall from now on in, Russet shades and the smell of damp leaf. We take our harvest in Dear Mother, We thank you for our grain. We remember our families, as the veil grows thinner, We take our harvest in Great Father, We thank you for our fruits. Those lost grow ever closer as Samhain draws near, We light our hearth fires. We prepare for our winter, Lords and ladies, We invite you to our hearth. Morrigan. )O(
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 21:24:57 +0000
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