| I do have the Elvish fonts from Tolkien if anyone wants them.
by Sam Duckworth
Let the measure of my footsteps be the drumbeats for my soul
and the measure of another's, the drummer for them to follow,
a different beat, a different tune, for drawing down the moon.
On a walk thru the woods of life the path split, and I took the
road less traveled, a winding, woven, wiccian way, that has
brought me here to say. Blessed Be the Goddess, God and the
Lord of the Dance, saidhe. Dance, Dance, the ways a mystery.
I can not lead, and I may not follow, I will show my way,
and then its tomorrow... a new start, a new tune, for drawing
down the moon.