As the Earth stands strong and firm,
As the Air flows free,
As Fire transforms all it touches,
As Water washes clean,
So shall Spirit always be;
I call forth the Elements,
with their power I am one.
Cleanse this space, Charge it with Love.
So Mote it Be. It Is Done
** "space" and "love" can be interchanged with anything. Play with it. Make it yours. Blessed Be.**
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