The Initiate

He greets the moon lightly

Bare upon this earth

Total concentration

In utter detachment

The goddess as his witness

For all eternity she watches

Purity never to be attained

Yet always striven for

He anoints himself below the moon

In heis circle alone

Chanting dancing embracing

His life a celebration

None can avvert

He is one with the moon

The trees and the dirt

Always faithful

Foremost to himself

And his beliefs

For this is his power

His life flame burns brightly

For all to see

As he doth will

It is so done

So mote it be.