Saturday 8 August 2015

Come to the Labyrinth



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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