The
light will lead you deep into your core. Move into the centre, add
your sorrow to the coals with incense rising, steady as a prayer.
Though the heart is heavy as the dance is burning down, may you raise
your eyes and never bow your head. We are not alone. It only takes
the tiniest of fires sometimes to light the way you knew was always
there. In the heart of matters, it's the journey keeps us warm, the
lights that lead us where we are to go. May you raise your eyes and
know with every step: we are not alone. We are come to the labyrinth
tonight, walking one by one. In the dark of Samhain, a riddle burning
bright, and candles waving down. It only takes the tiniest of fires
sometimes to light the way you knew was always waiting for you there.
In the heart of matters, it's the journey keeps us warm and the
incense rising steady as a prayer. Steady as a prayer. May you
raise your eyes and never bow your head. May you raise your eyes
and never bow your head. We are come to the labyrinth tonight,
walking one by one. In the dark of Samhain, a riddle burning bright,
and candles waving down. We are come to the labyrinth tonight,
walking one by one. In the dark of Samhain, a riddle burning bright,
and candles waving down. We are vessels of the highest love in a
lesson, burning bright, the lesson of our lives. When all our sorrows
cauldron into one, be reborn, this Samhain night. When all our
sorrows cauldron into one, be reborn, this Samhain night. We are come
to the labyrinth tonight, we are come to the labyrinth tonight, we
are come to the labyrinth tonight and the candles waving down.
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