The Wiccan Key

Our past forgotten hiding in shadows too
scared to leave. Like conjurers we
weave the lights of day through all hours of the night.
I call you now upon the rivers of wind, and heart beats.
I beckon you to me.
The ability to know, the strength to dare,
the fortitude to will and secrets kept.
I enter upon the path of light.
With strength and conviction the Gods await me.
I fear not what must come. Power be mine forever in time.
In this will I see the Wiccan key.
So mote it be!