Full Moon Rite

The moon is still full, only one day off.
And I stand barefoot below it, sending
my ritual of the Gods up to it.
“I call upon the moon's powers to gift
me with magick to work my rite tonight.”
Two black candles, for protection, are lit.
One of green for balance, because all we
do in life must be even and right.
These equal the element of fire.
For the Air, Rosemary incenses are burned.
A bowl with spring water is a given.
In the water, floats cinnamon, basil,
mugwort and thyme to be my guide to earth.
I give myself to the night and my spell
I pray. I dance. I sing. I hope. I love.
And with this giving, I am protected
for another year. Blessed Goddess and Moon.
So Mote It Be.