The South Warden opens the Circle.
South: Now is the time of summer, when the heat steams from the earth, the lakes grow warm, and
the breezes bring heat with them, as well as rain. I invoke the warden of the South, Paralda.
West: Now is the time of summer, when the rains fall hot and
bring with them heat and making the air wet, soaking the earth.
I invoke the warden of the West, Nixsa.
North: Now is the time of summer, when the heat makes the earth shimmer under our feet in the air,
and the rain steams from the ground even as it hits. I invoke the warden of the North, Ghob.
East: Now is the time of summer, when the heat and humidity make us flee indoors in search of
cooler, drier air and the earth is parched. I invoke the warden of the East, Djinn.
The warden of the South steps into the circle and lights a candle set in the center. Then she
steps back into the south.
West: It is the longest day.
North: It is the shortest night.
East: It is Midsummer.
North: It is the time of light.
East: It is the derth of dark.
West: It is Midsummer.
East: It is the reign of summer.
West: It is the poverty of winter.
North: It is Midsummer.
South: It is Midsummer, and the Lord of Flames takes his height.
West: The heat comes on, baking all in its path, as the Earth rises to great the Summer Lord. His
light iluminates the sky, and night becomes day.
East: Between us, we hold the earth and sky.
North: Within us, we hold the dark and light.
West: Among us, we hold the Lady and her children.
North: Earth,
East: Air,
West: Water,
All: And the fire grows between us.
West: Autumn,
North: Winter,
East: Spring,
All: And the fire glows within us.
East: The Wand, She sets the wand on the ground, facing east.
West: The Cauldron, She sets the cauldron on the ground in the west.
North: The Stone, She sets the stone in the north.
All: And the sword of fire around us.
South: The Lord of Summer takes arms and strides across the sky, bearing with him his sheild of
the Sun and the Sword of Fire. On this longest day, none challenge him and he reigns for one day
supreme, unchallenged.
East: Fire in the air as lightning...
North: Rears to strike the ground...
West: Soaked with the summer rain...
All: We bid welcome to the Fire, the Lord of Summer.
North: The King doth keep his revels here tonight,
to dance our ringlets in the whistling wind,
And we four great him. Welcome lord!
All: Welcome lord!
Created: June 6, 1995
Last Updated: November 20, 1998
Maintained by: juniper (at) fledge (dot) watson (dot) org
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