Hearken as the witch’s word,
Calls to All, a gulf to ford,
Bridge the vast realities,
An it harm none, do as you please.
Elements protect and guard this book,
From wondering eyes and prying looks,
And fill it with thine ancient power,
In this right and ready hour.
Powers of North, the East below,
Help me to live, to learn to grow,
Lend your strength and stability,
To practice the Craft, and with love be free.
Powers of East, the Wind, the Sky,
Watch over these pages with thine eye,
Your wisdom and knowledge, for these I do ask,
That this book be worthy – the Craft and it’s task.
Powers of South, Fire and the Hearth,
Help these Shadows to prove their worth,
Infuse them with your healing and passion,
So only good comes from the Work tyhat is fashioned.
Powers of West, the Water, the Sea,
Change and growth are granted thee,
Bless these pages with all you know,
That righteous readers mat learn and grow.
And to the unschooled eye that see,
Confusing words and sophistry,
Lead them from these sacred pages,
And bless their passage thru the ages.
For free will of all,
And harm none,
As I have willed it,
It is now done.
So mote it be!