Now the veils of worlds are thin;
To move out, you must move in.
Let the Balefires now be made,
Mine the spark within them laid!
This my gift:
That people meet
In peace and plenty made complete.
This I give:
The Sacred Way,
The strength, the soul, the sight, the say.
Move beyond the fiery screen,
Between the seen and the unseen;
Shed your anger and your fear,
Live anew in a new year!
(unknown source, from a ritual found on line.)