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Listen: I am calling
to the spirits
I call the spirit
of laughing water
I call the spirit
of singing wind
I call the spirit
of dancing fire
I call the spirit
of drumming earth
Sunchild come,
son of light
Leaping from stone
to stone
King of the mountain,
prince for a day
Clad in the mad
dash of boyhood
Come Little Sister,
daughter of light
Arms full of flowers,
trailing a song
Followed by butterflies
Speckled with
mud
Come wild Rogue
and frolicsome Maid
Merry with magic
Remind us how
to be children
When play was
our worship
And pleasure our
prayer
Share with us
your wonder
All light-hearted
spirits
Let Goddess and
God
Lend their grace
to our games
Let us laugh ourselves
silly
Throw cares to
the wind
Let mirth be our
magic
And humor our
hymn!
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