I honour

This Samhain night I honour those who came before me

I honour the ancestors whose features I bear

I tread in your footsteps

I gain wisdom from listening to you

I honour my teachers

You give me hope

You give me direction

You give me purpose

I honour Hecate

Guardian of the Crossroads

Shower of the way

I honour Ceridwen

I pass through her cauldron

Having gained knowledge

I honour the Green Man

Who gracefully gives way to winter

And in whose arms will I rest.

I honour the Raven

Wise one, laughing one

Dark one

I honour Vulture

Who cleans away the dead

To make way for the new

I honour Death

Whose passage we all feel

And will someday meet.

I honour you

I honour you

I honour you