Circles glow

From the north I call the air
The love of mother wind is fair

Then from east where fire does rise
A father wind to me comes nigh

Next from south the shaman's wind
Strength of earth it gives a friend

Turn once more to waters west
Ancestor wind puts hearts at rest

Now each point must be bound
Spirit joins them with no sound

As above, so below
Safely stand in circles glow.

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