Oh now is the time of the Harvest,

As we draw near to the years end

Now is the time of Mabon

Autumn is the time to descend



Old Woman waits patiently for us

At the threshold of the labyrinth within She offers her hand that we may understand

The treasures that await at journey's end

O Great Mother has given of Her body, We give thanks for Her fruit and Her grain

We then clear the fields so that next harvest's yields

Will be full and abundant again.



Old Woman leads us through the darkness

Our most ancient and trusted of friends She carries the light of spiritual insight And leads us to our wisdom once again



And as we journey through the darkness

And as we continue to descend

We learn to let go of what obscures our soul

And re-discover our true being in the end