The Crone (Wicca)

A crash-course in Wicca on the subject of "The Crone..." Lyrics... [Verse 1] At the edge of the year She keeps the fire low Hands full of endings Eyes that already know Not a ghost, nor a curse, or a lie She is the wisdom of goodbye Old oak eyes, ash on her breath She teaches change, she teaches death Not as ending, but as door What was once is here no more [Pre-Chorus] Waning moon, take my sight Teach me how to hold the night What has ripened must be shed What is dead back to earth is led [Chorus] The Crone, the Crone Waning moon, ancient bone The Crone, the Crone She knows what must be grown The Crone, the Crone She keeps the hidden throne The Crone, the Crone She makes the ending home [Verse 2] Maiden is the dawn of seed Mother is the turning, need Crone is autumn, frost, and flame Three faces, one and the same She stands for insight, scar, and truth For hard-won years, for sharpened proof For the circle closing tight For sacred dark, for earned light [Pre-Chorus] Not less than the others are She is the dusk, she is the scar When the wheel turns, hear her call Every bloom must learn to fall [Chorus] The Crone, the Crone Waning moon, ancient bone The Crone, the Crone She knows what must be grown The Crone, the Crone She keeps the hidden throne The Crone, the Crone She makes the ending home [Bridge] Hear her: let go, let go Of what you clutch too close Bone-deep love, she knows How the wounded spirit grows Not all power is bright Some is quiet, some is night The old ones do not fade They become the path we made (we made) [Final Chorus] The Crone, The Crone Wise as bone Waning moon Take me home The Crone, The Crone Soft and strong She crowns the dark And carries on The Crone, The Crone Mercy shown In the falling leaf In the seed below The Crone, The Crone We belong To the wheel that turns And carries on #Wiccan #Wicca #Samhain #Witchcraft #Witch #Witches #Witchy #WiccanCommunity #Pagan #GodessEmpowerment #Goddess #Crone #TheCrone #Soul #HalloweenMusic