General Quarter Call - May 3, 1997
  by Cerulean Skies


Guardians of the North, With your strength, I ask you
   to build me a foundation for this circle. Thank you.

Guardians of the East, I ask you to blow into my words Life
   and to protect me and mine in this circle. Thank you.

Guardians of the South, I ask you to burn within me with passion
   and to ring around my circle. Thank you.

Guardians of the West, I ask to you wash over me and purify me
   and to keep my circle pure. Thank you."