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As the veil thins
This time of year,
Remember your ancestors
Long gone from here.
It is in their footsteps
We tread,
It is Samhain
We celebrate our dead.
As the Dark Mother waits
In her silence profound,
Nature begins to die and
Leaves cover the ground.
A bright colored carpet
the leaves do create,
Under the moon
We will congregate.
It is a time to reflect on life,
Let go of bad habits,
Seek to clarify and understand
During this Sabbot.
Deal with the past and
Accept what has happened,
Look forward to the future
The Lord and Lady will make it
better than you have imagined.