Under a moon that’s full,

While the ocean currents pull,

I call out to thee,

Northern light and element earthly.

Strengthen your arc,

and encircle accordingly.

Light and air-awaken to feast,

Awaken our circle when you come from the east.

Southern fire-I hold you so dear,

The temperatures rise the closer you near.

Coming around now, so close to completion,

Waters flow in and rule out depletion.

And I break;

to fill up my goblet,

to burn up some incense,

to look up.