When e'er we stand in a sacred place
Beneath the Sun's or Moon's bright face
In a circle's rim or shady grove
Our spirits go to the Gods we love


Let all our minds go clear and free
And form the image of a tree
A youthful sapling of the Grove
Whose budding branches cast no shade


Around this tender supple youth
Are seen its sturdy forbearers' growth
Those forest elders strong and wise
Who nurture those of lesser size


So close your eyes, and in your mind
Become one of the spirit kind
Cast off your cares and disbelief
And enter tree from root to leaf


Relax and breathe and center well
Then let the peace within you swell
Until it is a thing profound
Now send it deep into the ground


In every little tender root
Feel water flow and then transmute
The sap will flow through every vein
Our links to our ancestors regain


Now let the sap rise in a flood
And race to every branch and bud
Each extend into the air
Each leaf unfold in green so fair


The gentle zephyrs toss each bough
And to you calming breaths endow
While rays of golden suymmer light
Give warmth and lend their powers' might


Let water rise and fire descend
And lively air the branches bend
Thus firmly planted in the Earth
The elements give us rebirth

Now let the green entwine
And form our sacred grove divine
With branch and root our circle form
And magic from mundane transform


We all are rooted just the same
We feel the supernatural flame
We drink the water free to all
We hear the gentle airy call


Now let us feel our spirits surge
And into one great spirit merge
To let the Lord and Lady know
That we are ready below


And let us all link hand to hand
Before all of the Gods we stand
And in this hallowed space we start
To show all that is in our heart