Charge of the Crone

I am the Queen of Magick and the dark of the Moon, hidden in the 
deepest night. I am the mystery of the Otherworlds and the fear that 
coils about your heart in the times of your trials. I am the soul of 
nature that gives form to the universe; it is I who awaits you at the 
end of the spiral dance. Most ancient among gods and mortals, let my 
worship be within the heart that has truly tasted life, for behold all
 acts of magick and art are my pleasure and my greatest ritual is love
 itself. Therefore let there be beauty in your strength, compassion in 
your wrath, power in your humility, and discipline balanced through 
mirth and reverence. 

You who seek to remove my veil and behold my true face, know that all 
your questing and efforts are for nothing, and all your lust and 
desires shall avail you not at all. For unless you know my mystery, 
look wherever you will, it will elude you, For behold, I have ever 
been with you, from the very beginning, the comforting hand that 
nurtured you in the dawn of life, and the loving embrace that awaits 
you at the end of each life, for I am that which is attained at the end
 of the dance, and I am the womb of new beginnings, as yet unimagined 
and unknown.