With her blackened staff, she turns slowly round
As in the ancient days, at the beginning,
And as she will again for eternity.
She calls the powers of eternity
to the sacred circle she has cast round
as she speaks in words of the beginning.
In candlelight, stories are beginning
of ancient worlds and life's eternity
we sit and listen, as the Wheel turns round.
In a circle gathered round, at the beginning of our eternity