Your Poetry Dot Com - My Prayer for Samhain Night

On a night, like this, where the veil between the living and the dead is at its thinnest,
I know,
I pray for those who have passed on, and those who have not;
I pray for strength from the good Lady Moon/Earth, the Mother Goddess.
I pray that She and Her lord will love me despite any misgivings, any sinful mistakes I may make.
I surrender myself to the all-knowing Goddess.
And my heart dances, dances to the beat of the living Earth.
I can hear its resonant ever-sounding living hum.
I hear the bugs,
I hear the birds,
I hear the whispering of the wind in the autumn-kissed leaves of the trees.
Some leaves fall, but are renewed once Spring comes,
When the Vernal Equinox is at hand.
But for this night, I feel, I see, I understand, I know the Goddess’s plan for all of her children, living and dead.
And I take comfort in knowing that the dead are not gone, but are sleeping among the starry nebulas of the heavens,
I believe,
I believe,
I believe,
I believe that She wants what I want, She wants what everyone wants
For both the World and themselves.
She feels, She sees, She understands, She knows what happens on both sides of the veil.
And I am not scared, I look to Her and Her lord
Without fear,
I face the night without fear,
And I face Life without fear,
For I know that She’s always there beside me,
Carrying my brave heart in Her loving hands.
She has a lot of responsibility over the Universe, but She does it without complaint
Because She loves us.
So, on this night of new hope, I pray to Her
I pray for all She stands for
And I thank Her for helping me thus far in my life, that I may
Continue to go on without fear of loss, without fear of danger, without fear of fear.
I thank Her.
I thank Her three times over as I kiss the symbol ‘round my neck.
Once: “I thank You, Mother Earth”
Twice: “I love You, Mother Earth”
Thrice over: “Blessed be the all-knowing, all-seeing ancients of this Universe”
And I know that I am blessed to be living under Her care.
Hence, I say, “Thank You, Wise Mother, I am under Your care and I trust You’re always there.
Lord and Lady, hear my prayer, echoing into the air. Lord and Lady, please hear me,
As You will it, Blessed Be.”

I love Them.
They love me.
So, take comfort, my Pagan friends, She hears you.

Blessed Be This Samhain Night.
And Blessed Be The Mother.

Merry meet, merry part, and merry meet again.

And I say again,
BLESSED BE!

This poem is Copyright ยฉ Cupid