Small Circle

Luna awakes and I watch Her slow rising
carefully bathed and anointed and robed
the house is still
Incense hangs thick in the still air for sanctity and peace

My staff extends
protection invitation proclamation

Care full movement so slow that no breath flickers the candles

quietly the sounds of drums and flute a heartbeat a blood beat

Whispered calls Invitation Entreaty Prayer

Languid heat no blazing fire no joyful companions

This small Circle is mine alone

Mine and Hers

My first steps are done I await Her presence Her pleasure

My heart meets the drumbeat and in that moment the Circle is no longer empty

She has come

I am enfolded enriched reminded renewed

This has been my way for decades now though I am welcome in other Circles

This is my peace my safe haven my joy my treasure

Solita-2007