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The Green man Sabat
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A Wiccan Sabat.

Behold! The time has come at last. To start again the ancient lore. To dance and sing as in the past, Recite the binding Rune once more. In valleys deep and mountain high, within the circle Deo-sil. Through the night our souls will fly. Relight the fire upon the hill. Dancing, dancing, feet won't falter, chanting praises to our Queen. Holding hands around the Altar, calling forth the Man in Green. Mighty Goddess, Queen of the night, shine your fade down your children. Fill our hearts, with your love and light. We dance here skyclad, no longer hidden. Twisting turning, rhythm sound. Breathless, faster round the ring. Rushing feet and songs abound, In praise of Mother we will sing. Harken! Soon the GreenMan cometh, The horned Consort will return,to join again with Mother Earth. He is Robin, son of Hearne. Before the Altar, the chosen one. Awaits the coming of her lover. And before this night is gone, They'll join, the Horned One and the Mother.Then let us feast around the fire, celebrating love and plenty. When our bodies finally tire, Drift away, 'til the hillside's empty.When the sun, rises over the hill, the circle is empty, 'cept dying ember. We'll dream of the joy, the love and the thrill. This Sabat time we will remember. For on this night we'll Merry Meet, Rhythm of life will beat in or hearts. The Goddess will guide our dancing feet,and the dawn, we'll Merry Part.  

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