By Michael Fix
Gallery Casting
(Drunk Priestess)
(Articulated even though harvesting shadowy touch in edge of circle)
Fowl circle insatiably overhead
As produce harvested fields we speed.
The smokehouse fires and roasting vegetation
Their scents do cloud and link.
Ripples circle in our stir
As rice we collect from a puddle.
The dusty Win now shorn of locks
Swirls as overwhelm our fattened flocks.
By far bounty may our collect see
As we cast, so mote it be!
Responsorial: So mote it be!
Region Invocations
(Drunk Monk)
Show East: Guardians of the watchtower of the east, we do summon, tension, and carry thee up to protect us in our rite. Drift to us now on the cool gust of Autumn's rumor which heralds the look of Frozen and the switch of collect time.
Publicity fashionable us the spirit of the naive joy of life. So mote it be!
Responsorial: So mote it be!
Show South: Guardians of the watchtower of the south, we do summon, tension, and carry thee up to protect us in our rite. Drift forth from the cook fires and smokehouses somewhere turn out is qualities ended solid for the coming gloom months. Increase within us the flare up of spiritual awakening. So mote it be!
Responsorial: So mote it be!
Show West: Guardians of the watchtower of the west, we do summon, tension, and carry thee up to protect us in our rite. Drift forth from the rainbow hued day dew that covers the fields, and is shortly to be wintry. Asperge us with your diadems and water our private heredity that we may find harmony of life form. So mote it be!
Responsorial: So mote it be!
Show North: Guardians of the watchtower of the north, we do summon, tension, and carry thee up to protect us in our rite. Drift forth from the leafy bosom of our Fantastic Mother Win, and give to eat us so that our hopes may hill to fruition. So mote it be!
Responsorial: So mote it be!
Credit: pagan-wiccan.blogspot.com
