Together we gather in circle cast,
With fire and air, stone and rain –
To honor our dead long since past.
And bring them forth to dance again.
Those who guard over death,
We pay our respects to you all.
Tears and sand, flame and breath.
Let the spirits hear our calls.
It’s time to stir the shadows,
And time to wake those past.
It’s time to summon ancestors
With the magick we have cast.
So come all ye spirits,
While the veil is thin.
Come in peace and healing,
It’s we who invite you in.
Tonight is for you, our honored dead,
Until the night comes to its end.
Then we’ll bid you all farewell.
With peace till we meet again.
Celebrate the time we’ve shared,
But don’t mourn their passage on,
They wait for us in Summerland,
For us to carry on.