07/02/2024
PRAYER TO THE MAIDEN. MOTHER AND CRONE
Maiden, goddess, brilliant one, fair as the last frost,
lace-etched on the earth, gone with the morning sun.
All is new, all is bright, all is green grass and dew,
dancing feet in the white seafoam, wet sand clinging,
tangled hair crowned with ribbons and wild flowers,
wide-open eyes taking in the wild new world.
With each uncertain step we take into the now,
we know you; with each leap of faith, each fool’s journey,
each promise of life not yet fulfilled, we know you.
Facing the broad future with a smile and a sigh,
with trust in the world, with the dauntlessness of youth.
Maiden, goddess, I call to you, I ask your favor!
Mother, goddess, radiant one, giver of life,
granter of gifts simple and profound, primal and raw.
Firm-footed, kind-hearted one, blossom in full bloom,
wind-blown fields of gold and heavy-fruited trees,
a warm rain falling on the soft earth, green and lush,
the flourishing of life and wit and vision.
Rooted in the deep earth, in bones and blood we feel
your might, we know you in the tides that turn the world,
the hand on the cradle, the feast of first harvest,
the kicking child within the womb, the hot sun
on our heads, the warm breeze tousling our children’s hair.
Mother, goddess, I call to you, I ask your favor!
Elder, goddess, shining one, wise in all things.
The copper mums, the last bright leaves on the trees,
the first frost sinking into the soil, the first snow
clinging to the evergreen, its branches hanging low,
the thin ice breaking under your step, the long nights,
the knife-sharp wind, the darkening days, the earth at rest.
Whether in peace or in rage, an end comes to all things–
in both lie a wisdom, in both lie a rightness.
We know you when our every breath comes out in clouds,
we know your guiding hand, the refuge of your arms,
we know your might in the full course of our lives.
Elder, goddess, I call to you, I ask your favor!
Posted February 8, 2012 by ashandembers in goddess, prayers.