Soft grass beneath my feet
The trees all around me
Branches sway and retreat
I continue going forward
Heading to my place
The circle I have chosen
To be my sacred space
I am there in the space now
The stones and candles mark its place
Altar north in front of me.
Where the magick has been laced
My spell is almost done now
The ritual comes to an end
The circle’s cast away once more
Until this Witch returns again
