Drawing down the Healing Power
Bright
the Moonlight shines, on this winters night
We
seek the power to heal the world
We
call on the Power of light
Breathe
deep the Air
Sweet
breath of life
Hail
to the power of living
Hail
to the power of might
Fires
to burn away the ill
Warm
and comforting against the chill
Hail
to the powers of fires cleansing flame
Hail
fires power to heal we claim
Water
to cleanse the wounds of life
Pure
and soothing in our sight
Hail
to the power of waters grace
Hail
to the wonder of its accepting face
Earth
our Mighty Mother of healing power
We
your children call in this place and hour
Hail
Mother, thy power we seek
Let
us become healing hands
when
our fellows are weak
Great
Mother of compassion
We
call on your healing power
Let
us become thy tools
In
this needful hour
Hail
Great Father of wisdom
Give
us the knowledge we seek
Let
us become wise in the ways
To
Heal with the power we summon
Bridget
Bright Mother of healing
We
wear your mantle proudly
When
on the moon we call
We
draw down the healing power
To
be shared with one and all
Coventina
share with us
Your
healing waters of light
Hail
Mother of the blessed spring
We
call on thee tonight
Blodeuwedd
in your sacred grove we stand
Calling
down the healing Moonlight
Like
the great oak trees call from the land
With
the air of Arianrhods starry breathe
we
cool the fevered brow
With
Bels fire we cleanse the bower
of
all ills it may contain now
With
water and Airmids grace
we
brew the healing simple
With
Earth Dani, sweet mother of might
we
call on the power of light
Bright
the fires burn, to light the darkest night
Pure
is the water that flows over our hands tonight
Earth
embraces its childern, with hands of light
Sweet
scented the air, with incense our sacrifice
Rises
in the night
Hear
one, hear all
To
the healers song
Let
the voices ring loud in the valley
Sing
a song of grace, sing a song of power
Draw
down the moon, in this our healing hour
Breathed
deep the Air
Sweet
is breath of life
Hail
to the power of living
We
thank the power of might
Fires
to burn away the ill's
Warm
and comforting against the chill
Hail
to the powers of fires cleansing flame
We
thank fires power to heal
that
we justly claimed
Water
to cleanse the wounds of life
Pure
and soothing in our sight
Hail
to the power of waters grace
We
thank the wonder for its accepting face
Earth
our Mighty Mother of healing power
We
your children called in this place and hour
Hail
Mother, thy power we sought
We
thank you Mother
for
the healing we wrought
Blessings
Be
