| Dec. 9th, 2006 @ 01:50 pm This is Not the Time |
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I speak with my Wiccan brethren and they proclaim, the time is well past nigh that we shall surge up and take over, rise up and correctly inform; In covens and secret circles, my Wican brethren proclaim, it is past time for us to take up arms and proclaim to the world that we mean no harm...
Lay down your arms, my brothers, this is not the battle we are fighting. Swallow your angry words, my brothers, for they will not facilitate our victory;
Listen to the winds, my brethren, For they speak with a wisdom that far surpasses our own; Listen to the lesson of the world, that gives no matter what is taken; Listen to the calm of the sea, my brothers, And hear in its voice that we are not angry, Let its reason reason with your anger, For this is not the time.
This is not the time, Our time has not yet come. We fight to win a war, That we are not yet destined to win; Bite your tongue and listen to the world, still young- proclaim its quiet wisdom, its tides fade in and out, its cycles pass quietly;
Take a lesson from the earth crying around you, though raped and ploundered it will not speak ill of those who harm it; This is not the time, This is not the time, Stand still and listen, Hear the earth calling all around you, Be patient, for we are But one more cycle yet to pass, One more tide yet to fade, Stand aside, my brethren, This is not yet our day. |