Village bellscall us from the fields. It’s time to give thanks.
Dress the oxen in garlands and ribbons. They have finished turning the soil.
We have labored to bring in this harvest with our hands, our hearts and our faith.
The Sun, the Moon, and the Rains made a mystery that grew plentiful in our fields.
For the corn, for the grain for the spirits of land, we are thankful.
As our festival begins we sacrifice this lamb gratitude for the gifts of Demeter.
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