ifound this poem in the back of a book and loved it .
In drakness you paint us,but we will not hide
We're the light of the country in which you abide
we're fearless and strong,the protectors of life
hidden in shadows,we conquer all strife.
We come from the Old Ones, our lineage secure.
We rise from theashes, wealways endure.
It's time you remembered that we were here first
We heald your sick,yet suffered your worst.
From time immemorial we've woven our lore
cunning folk,healers,benandanti-there's more.
We're black and were white, we're brown and we're yellow
We're women and childeren,and mighty fine fellows.
We're her hidden childeren, the angels of light
our task is to teach and help set things right.
We conjure and cast,and whisper and pray
so you can enjoy your freedom each day.
We've long been your army,protecting your back
when in trouble,in secret we act
The mother is watching-She hasnt missed much.
She's gathered Her magick andgiven the touch
to Witches and Pagans and Druids and such!
The times are a'changing and one thing is clear
the Lord and the Lady have now reappeared
Two pillars,three points,four quaters extend
five is the number of magickal blend.
By moon and by sun,by earth and by stars
realize this day that the power is ours!
pagan pire-
Live it,breath it,be it
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