After a Storm

Great Mother, Father,
That which moves all that which moves,
I pray in awe of your wonder and power.
A crying and howling of wind,
A brightness and warmth to calm the soul,
Today a hush of snow,
As I light a candle for souls lost in the wee hours of morning.
I pray a gentle Thank you, for Life, for today.


Great Mother, Father,
That which moves all that which moves,
Hear my prayer,
Hold them gently as you carry them home.
Guide me in living,
That I may live my life to serve and honour.
I thank you for this day.
I ask that you continue to watch over my family.


Great Mother, Father,
That which moves all that which moves,
Grant us wisdom, compassion
That we may awaken to the fullness of our becoming.
Sit with me in these still hours of morning
As I weep and sing for those you have called home.
Thank you for this day.







photo Candace Pilk Karu, After an Epic Storm