Invocation to the Goddess
Crescent one of the starry skies,
Flowered one of the fertile plain,
Flowing one of the ocean's sighs,
Blessed one of the gentle rain;
Hear my chant midst the standing stones,
Open me to your mystic light;
Waken me to your silver tones;
Be with me in my sacred rite!
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