Wiccan Way

The Wiccan Rede


Bide the Wiccan laws ye must
In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust

Live ye must and let to live
Freely take and freely give

Cast the circle thrice about
To keep all evil spirits out

To bind the spell every time
Let the spell be spake in rhyme

Soft of eye and light of touch
Speak little, listen much

Deosil go by the waxing moon
Sing and dance the Wiccan rune

Widdershins go when the moon doth wane
And the werewolf howls by the dread wolfs bane

When the Lady's moon is new
Kiss thy hand to her times two

When the moon rides at her peak
Then your heart's desire seek

Heed the north wind's mighty gale
Lock the door and drop the sail

When the wind comes from the south
Love will kiss thee on the mouth

When the wind blows from the east
Expect the new and set the feast

When the west wind blows o'er thee
Departed spirits restless be

Nine woods in the cauldron go
Burn them fast and burn them slow

Birch in the fire goes
To represent what the Lady knows.

Oak in the forest towers with might
In the fire it brings the God's insight.

Rowan is a tree of power
Causing life and magick to flower.

Willows at the waterside stand
Ready to help ye to the Summerland.

Hawthorn is burned to purify
To draw a faerie to thine eye.

Hazel-the tree of wisdom and learning
Adds its strength to the bright fire burning.

White are the flowers of Apple tree
That brings ye fruits of fertility.

Grapes grow upon the vine
Giving thee both joy and wine.

Fir does mark the evergreen
To represent immortality seen.

Elder be ye Lady's tree
Burn it not or cursed ye'll be

Four times the Major Sabbats mark
In the light and in the dark.

As the old year starts to wane
The new begins, it's now Samhain.

When the time for Imbolc shows
Watch for flowers through the snows.

When the wheel begins to turn
Let the Beltane fires burn

Four times the Minor Sabbats fall
Use the Sun to mark them all.

When the wheel has turned to Yule
Light the log the Horned One rules.

In the spring, when night equals day
Time for Ostara to come thy way.

When the Sun has reached it's height
Time for Oak and Holly to fight.

Harvesting comes to one and all
When the Autumn Equinox does fall.

Heed ye flower, bush and tree
By the Lady, Blessed be

Where the rippling waters go
Cast a stone and truth ye'll know

When ye have a need
Hearken not to others' greed

With the fool no season spend
Nor be counted as his friend

Merry meet and merry part
Bright the cheeks and warm the heart

Mind the Threefold Law ye should
Three times bad and three times good

When misfortune is enow
Wear the blue star on thy brow

True in love ever be
Unless thy lover is false to thee

Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill
An' it harm none, do what thou will



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