The Great Rite Invocation

Assist me now, in erecting the ancient altar,
At which in days past, all worshiped.
The Great Altar of All Things.
For in times of old, woman was the altar.
Thus was the altar made and placed,
And the sacred place was the point,
Within the center of the Circle.
As I have of old been taught that the point,
Within the center is the origin of all things.
Therefore, I should adore it.
Therefore, whom I adore, I should also invoke.
O Circle of stars.
Whereof my father is but the younger brother,
Marvel beyond imagination, soul of infinite space.
Before whom, time is ashamed.
The mind bewildered, and the understanding dark.
Not unto thee, may we attain less thy image is love.
Therefore, by seed and root, stem and bud,
And leaf and flower, and fruit do I invoke thee.
O Queen of Space, O Jewel of the Light,
Continuous One of the Summerlands;
Let it be ever thus,
Let men not speak of as One, but as none;
And let them not speak of thee at all,
Since the are continuous.
For thou art the point within the Circle, which I adore;
The point of life, without which I would not be.
And in this way, truly are erected the Holy Twin Pillars,
In beauty and in strength, were they erected,
To the wonder and glory of all mankind.
Altar of mysteries manifold, the sacred Circle’s secret
Point thus do I sign thee as of old, With kisses of my lips anoint.
Open for me the secret way, the path of intelligence, beyond the gates of night and day.
Beyond the bounds of time and sense.
Behold the mystery aright, the five true points of fellowship.
Here, where lance and grail unite, feet and knees, and breast and lip.
So Mote It Be.