Friday, February 15, 2008

The Path I chose

To remember to remember
I remind myself
With the help of friends
Near and far
But never far from my heart
The circle spins
And the winds dance
For me for us
For always
And the fires
Now alight
Offer us gifts
To soothe our Souls
And set our spirits free
We connect with the old ones
And the small ones
With the near ones and the dear ones
With the spirits of the eagle, wolf and hawk
And the owls screech in agreement
And the butterflies spread their wings
And the ravens, high overhead
Circle, circle, dive
As day turns to night
and then darkness again to the light
I am on the path I chose
We are on the Path
We choose

Sacred

You are a sacred being
You must treat yourself with respect
for if you do not
you are desecrating something holy