One night in the deep woods, I spied a young maiden, dancing and chanting in a circle of flame. As she sang to the winds, and called to the Goddess, I knew that my life would ne'er be the same. And there did I see, 'neath the moon's pale splendor, A plain young maiden to a Goddess now changed. Her face full of love, in her eyes, timeless wisdom, I was pierced to the heart, by a magick unnamed. CORO: And the Goddess whispered: "Come dance in my circle, Dance

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