“I come to you upon winters breath….
Mysteries of magic and creation I hold
As time, wisdom and space unfold
Upon this land that we abide.
Through the snow storms cold and wild,
Let us bring forth the Yule Sun child.
That we may rejoice upon our voice
From this night, we bring forth the light”.
(c) Freya Witch / ALS . 2020 (written for London Woodland Witches online Yule Rite)
