Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth
In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
Born, Born Upon This Morn
Born, born
upon this morn:
a sacred day is dawning.
Rise, rise
and walk the skies
of this Midwinter's morning.
May the blessings of Earth and Sun
be upon you and yours
today
and through the coming year.
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