Dance of Magick

Dance in under the blanket of night,

Let your feet move to your own heartbeat,

Use the stars as a map of the steps,

Create the magick of your soul

In the endless sea of perfect love,

On the wings of perfect trust.

Hear the cries of the past calling,

As She pulls you farther into the ways,

Of the beautiful world you now inhabit.

Dance under the blanket of night,

The moon is your mother, your audience...

Dance, beautiful pagan soul,

And life will always be full of eternal wonder.