Bright breath of magic, being sung⠀ Songs against the darkness they do sing⠀ The need fires of our ancestors and today⠀ Echoes of the sun to bless all those⠀ Who are touched by the golden rays.⠀ In the depths of the hearth, the embers whisper⠀
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Glowing spells to ward the garth⠀ The heat and blessings rise to the heavens⠀ While the coldness falls to earth⠀ O gather together, the seeds of fire⠀ Promise of another day of light⠀ O gather together in the heart⠀ Centre of the home, growing bright⠀ - Julie Desrosiers -
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