We give thanks unto the Mighty Ones
For the harvest in the field
For the sun and rain and earth and wind
For the sword and wand and shield.
As crops stand tall out in the fields
The life within them sings.
So we must work in diligence
To honor the harvest it brings.
Our love and loyalty with Deity,
Now and forever more
As they speak to us their mysteries,
Through experience, sight, and lore.
All works come together
To weave the life force song
Life and love, joy and fate
A harvest that is strong.
The spark that brings us closely bound
Stays with us when we part
A sacred link binds us to Them
Through spirit, mind, and heart
The Sun burns bright this sacred day
The male life force now renewed
A brilliant wheel of light shines down
A strength to be pursued.
For now each day the darkness comes
A little at a time
As Sun gives way to silver Moon
But today he’s in his prime.
So celebrate the strength of men
The solar Gods hold sway.
Together we stand between the worlds
To give thanks on this day.
So Be It Always.