For Hecate and All Who Stand at Crossroads

The Moon rises in the dark
Her face all possibility

Hekate stands at the crossroads
Of now and then and the deep and the shallow
Between action and inaction
Between ourselves and our illusions
That ill define us to ourselves

I have stood in her glistening emperian palace
I have stood in her stygian depths
Wailing with the broken dogs of hell

And today at the kiss of the moon
I will stand with her in magick
As doorways open all around
The crossroads are hers to open
The path to take is mine

Her brightest blessing is to go
Into the mystery spawned and that crossing
And make it my history
My fantastic story to tell

And still the moon rises in the dark

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