Hearken as the witch's word calls to all, a gulf to ford. Bridge the vast realities.
An it harm none, do as ye please.
Elements, protect and guard this book, from wandering eyes and prying looks.
Fill it with thine ancient powers, in this right and ready hour.
Powers of the North, the East below, help me to live, to learn, to grow.
Lend your strength and stability, to practice the Craft and with love be free.
Powers of East, the wind, the Sky, watch over these pages with thine eye.
Your wisdom and knowledge, for these I do ask,
that this book be worthy of the Craft and its task.
Powers of South, Fire, and hearth, help these
Shadows to prove their worth. Infuse them with all your healing and passion,
so only goods from the work that is fashioned.
Powers of West, the Water and sea, change and growth are granted by thee.
Bless these pages with all that you know, that righteous readers may learn and grow.
And to the unschooled eye that see,
confusing words and sophistry, lead them from these sacred pages,
and bless their passage through the ages.
For free will of all, and harm none, as I have willed it, it is now done.
So mote it be!
