Tonight as the barrier
Between the two realms grows thin,
Spirits walk amongst us, once again.
They be family, friends, and foes,
Pets and wildlife, fishes and crows.
But be we still mindful of the Wee Folke at play,
Elves, Fey, Brownies, and Sidhe.
Some to trick, some to treat,
Some to purposely misguide our feet.
Stay we on the paths we know
As planting apples we go.
This Feast I shall leave on my doorstep all night.
In my window, one candle shall burn bright
To help my loved ones find their way
As they travel this eve, and this night, until day.
Bless my offering, both Lady and Lord,
Of breads and fruits, greens and gourds.