A WICCA POEM

I SEEM TO HAVE MISSED TO FIRST PART OF THIS POEM IF ANY ONE KNOWS THE AUTHOR OR THE ATUTHOR SEE'S THIS COULD YOU PLEASE TELL ME THE FIRSDT PART?IT A BEAUTIFUL POEM BUT IT IS SADLY NOT COMPLET.THE AUTHOR SAID I MAY POST IT I JUST ISSED THE FIRST PART IN TRANFERING IT HERE.

soft the sound as we rest

I listen as she has her say

with her love I find my way

Thrill the cry her child sings

as he lifts upon the wing

My racing heart doth find its pace

as once again I find my place

And gentle do lay back my head

upon my mother's grassy bed

I gaze aloft the starry sky

As my soul breaks free to fly

Up and up where angels dwell

to crash to earth plunge to hell

Oh this mortal flesh my curse

to be damned would be no worse

Mother goddess still my hand

heal at once this broken land

Screams the hunter in the night

I look aloft and see his flight

I look aloft and see his flight

Oh my brother the life you know

what i'd give to have it so

To hunt to live upon the wind

and never know the price of sin

Oh my mother I beg of thee

release me spirit lift it free

Soft she speaks..

Know thy place my gentle doe

the sky is not for you to go

Find thy path thru disarray

my love for you will show the way

Oh my precious little love

you are a bird, a turtledove

For you.. it is to heal my land

for you.. it is to make the stand

You are my tongue, and so my fears

you are my faith, and so my ears

You are my hand set free to heal

you have a place upon the wheel

Bring my children home to me

light the dark that they might see

Gift to them the love I give

that they grow strong and so may live

This is my word as you have asked

and so to you I set the task

Go forth my bard and gentle poet

spread the love that all may know it

You are my hand set free to heal

that they grow strong and so may live

This is my word as you have asked

and so to you I set the tas

Go forth my bard and gentle poet

spread the love that all may know it

by Daughter Of light