Whispers Of Our Ancestors
As the veil diminishes and doorways open
Excitement fills the air,
The last harvest, ripe, and the moon, full,
There’s magick everywhere!!!!
I hear the whispers of our ancestors, in the wind, they say…
“Honour the old ways and stay true to your path
Give thanks and be great full for all that you have
Remember the power within and wise ones before
The wisdom gained, lessons learned and more
Set a place and at your table and there we shall be
Re united and feasting together as one family
Fire be blazing, divination and rites entertaining
Renewal and transformation we’ll also be celebrating
It’s a time to reflect on the things we can change
Let go of the past, banish old habits and ways
Know, that in the greatest of darkness, there is the greatest light.
Now let’s go have some fun , for this is our night!”
Amberain
