What A Glorious Day, Our Lady Moon Shines Her Blessings Down On Us This Eve!

Days of the Week Comments=Moon Rise

As the moon so bright and full rises in the sky
we look upwards to see our Mother
As the wild ground phlox bloom to its glorious pink
we look to see our Mother.
As the birds return and their voices fill the wind
we look to see our Mother.

The burrows are empty and the animals roam the woods,
our Mother is there.
The caves are empty as the bears roam the forest,
our Mother is there.
The wolf has emerged and she takes her place on the ridge
howling towards the wind, our Mother is there.

 

We feel drawn to the earth, our Mother calls us.
We feel drawn to the moon, our Mother calls us.
We feel the wind around us, our Mother calls us.

 

I stand before the moon and face my Mother.
I stand with arms reached out and face my Mother.
I stand humbled before her beauty and face my Mother.

 

I send the hopes of my family.
I send the prayers of my Sisters and Brothers.
I send peace and love.

 

May she answer my prayers.
May she answer my hopes.
May she answers my wishes.

Blessings to my Sisters and Brothers.
Blessings to our families.
Blessings to our animals.

 

All is done.
All is well.

 

—A Witch’s Prayerbook
JoAnne Spiese