I
see the Moon and the Moon sees me,
Down
through the leaves of the old oak tree,
I
hope the light that shines on me, Shines on the one I love!
When
Hecate is full, She loves to see you smile,
With
her laughing eyes, She will dance with you a while,
Round
and Round we go, ‘Neath the wise old oaken tree,
Gentle
thoughts of love, Drifting softly down to thee.

A
Bedtime Prayer:
Lovely
Goddess, sweet and true
Bless
me now in all I do
Help
me know which path is right
And
stay with me throughout the night.