Azhdaya's Laire

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~ All Souls Night ~

It is the night of all souls, and the veil is thin

A gateway time to entrance and welcome in

All the departed from life?s long stream

Who breathe the mystery of the otherworldly dream.

Gilded now in threads of light,

Step into the glow of winter twilight,

Your ancestral arms about us throng

To heed the winter?s darkening song.

A time of rest from the busy all

Of a year that fades beneath a pall

Of memories mouthed from an earthy deep

Our patterns of heritage here to reap.

Learn now of grandmothers fierce and strong

Tribal huntresses of wisdom whose words belong

To the ages past and a time long ago

As memories sleep beneath a blanket of snow.

Deep in the dark the crescent shines

Her lantern gleaming through the blackened tree spines

And starry fire mouths the heavens glide

As spirits dance forth the whole world wide.

And graveyards yawn in the morning?s breath

Reaching with the yew into the mouth of death

To bring forth those that have gone before

Who step through now at the liminal door.

Let us honour them, who before us go,

Breathe their memories forth and show

Love and respect for though they have died

Their faithful spirits this night reside,

With us and those who they cared for most

Although they are perceived as weary ghosts

Of shadows or shades of what they once were

For on this night the boundaries blur.

Once more, with them we stand and eye

The turning wheel of the year that must die

And spiral with the cycle to waken mirth

Turning our thoughts to the time of rebirth.

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All Souls Night © Alison Jones 2005

~ Samhain ~

 I call to you ancient ones,

The spirits of the dead.

The time has come once again,

The veil is but a thread.

Bring to me your messages,

My circle is now open.

I welcome you and honor you,

My blessings have been spoken.

O beloved Pan,

Guardian of the dead.

Embrace each soul with open arms

And bring them safely to your stead.

I light a candle on my sill

A beacon burning bright.

To show the way to Summerland

On this sacred night.

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Sahmain © Patricia Mills

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