Witches' Mark

I call into the night and they hear my cry.
Forces that do my bidding, to me they fly
Under glistening stars and the pale moon
Around me the elemental powers swoon
They disobey mortals but to me do they hark
For born of the night, ascended out of earth
From mother Nature that gave me birth...
Kin of the great one, I bear the witches' mark