Oh you of roots & earthly things,
Of petal, branch & leaf that sings,
Of soil rich, of peat, of clay & loam,
Of pebble, scree, rock & ancient stone,
I Hail Thee.
Oh you of mountain, hill & gentle tor,
Of mud, of silt, of sand & so much more,
Of golden glens & fields of blowing wheat,
Of bountiful fruits, tasting of juice so sweet,
I Hail Thee.
Oh you, my Goddess of all upon this earth,
Of all that grows, when by you, given birth,
Of ore, of gem, of silver & of burnished
gold,
Of all that is alchemy, of heat & magic
cold,
I Hail Thee.
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