The Coven of the Standing Stones

I know not what path I follow
It is the one deep within
It calls to be in the dark of the night
It sooths me in the brightness of the day

When I reach for it - to hold it and give it a name
It slips away, elusive as the misty rain
I want to name it so that I can explain myself
So, that when someone says what do you do
I can say I am this to you

However, when I try to label it
It fades....

The time I spend trying to see what it is
I miss being what I am
For my path is me

Months of sadness followed Tim,

The years had taken his wife from him,

As each moon passed him by,

He gave his thanks with a tear in his eye.

To Goddess, God, and Elements,

With offerings, prayers and incense,

From his garden at his home,

His Faith kept him from feeling alone.

The Goddess whispered “Don’t despair!

We’ll thin the veil between here and there.”

“You know the Night” The Horned God said,

Chewing on the ritual bread.

The October Night came,

And Tim stood before the candle flames,

Found on Pagan Dad (http://www.pagandad.com/2009/10/childrens-story-for-samhain.html)

The little children ran up to the old man in the chair and yelled in unison and great excitement, "Grandfather, Grandfather! Can you tell us another story?"

Christmas time is here again
Decorations everywhere
Christmas carols ringing out
Gental Pagans, we don’t care.

(Chorus)
Glorious!
Christmas time is Pagan!
Glorious!
Christmas time is Pagan!

Modern folks all celebrate
What they learned in Sunday School
In December, they don’t know
They are celebrating Yule!
(Chorus)

Let them have their Christmas trees
Decked in red and green and blue
We rejoice at every one!
Christmas trees are pagan, too.
(Chorus)

You better watch out when winter comes nigh
You better not doubt, I’m telling you why
Mother Berta’s coming to town.

She carries a sack made out of a skin
She dumps the toys out and stuffs the kids in.
Mother Berta’s coming to town

She rides on Master Skeggi
A goat whose back is strong
Her beard in grey and scraggly
And her tail is ten feet long!

With six or eight horns, a mustache or two
Make a mistake, she’s coming for YOU!
Mother Berta’s coming to town.

Maiden, Mother, Ancient Crone
Queen of Heaven on your throne
Praise we sing Thee, Love we bring Thee
For all that you have shown

(Chorus)
Oh, Moon of Silver, Sun of Gold
Gentle Lady, Lord so Bold!
Guide us ever, failing never,
Lead us in ways of old.

Lord of Darkness, Lord of Light
Gentle Brother, King of Might
Praise we sing thee, Love we bring Thee
On this Solstice night

Pagans sing, are you listenin’
Altar’s set, candles glisten,
It’s a magickal night we’re having tonight
Dancing in a Wiccan Wonderland

Blades held high, censer smoking,
God and Goddess we’re involking
Through Elements Five, we celebrate life
Dancing in a Wiccan Wonderland

(Chorus)
In a Circle we can light a Yule Fire
And await the rising of the Sun
It’s the Great Wheel turning for the new year
Loaded with abundance and great fun!

Silent night, Solstice night,
All is calm, all is bright
Nature slumbers in forest and glen
Till in springtime she wakens again
Sleeping spirits grow strong!
Sleeping spirits grow strong!

Silent night, Solstice night
Silver moon shining bright
Snowfall blankets the slumbering earth
Yule fire welcome the Sun’s rebirth
Hark, the Light is reborn!
Hark the Light is reborn!

On the first day of Yuletide my true love gave to me
A Circle ‘round a Pine Tree.
Etc…

Two pointed Horns
Three Silver Cups
Four Pentagrams
Five Magick Rings
Six Critters Fetching
Seven Candles Glowing
Eight Fires Blazing
Nine Herbs a-Brewing
Ten Stones a-Standing
Eleven Brooms a-Flying
Twelve Witches Dancing