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 noow upon the rivers of the wind,
and the 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!