Protection covers me and mine,
Abundant gifts grow from Nature divine.
Mabon comes withbalance dear,
The second such time of the year.
Second harvest abundance flows,
Through our labor the storehouse grows.
We fill our stores through harvest Moon,
For winter's cold is coming soon.
Harvest brings both hope and fear,
Harder times are drawing near.
Bless this house with abundance clear,
And bless all who are dwelling here.
Strength of the cycles
For all to see,
Bringing color to land and tree.
Red, yellow, brown, and amber,
Dress the forests, preparing for slumber.
My spirit embrace the dwindling light,
I am ready now for the longer night.
Protection and safety there will be,
As the wheel of the year turns, blessed be.
The balance now isperfect and right,
Preparations made for Demeter's night.
Searching she goes and searching she will be,
Till Kore's return to you and me.
Mabon's magic dances in me,
Autumn blessings to all,
So mote it be.