Autumn Prayer

Never will I say, Queen of the Earth,
that your power has ever been diminished.
Today, I saw leaves flying in the wind
and they told me not to doubt.
Though the strong gusts strip the trees of their summertime finery
and empty branches reach black against the twilight sky,
my heart will not shudder,
nor my spirits fail.
You are the guide to whom the events of the world look and they do not stray from the path you are continually laying down:
this autumn that transforms the world is a return to autumns past.
Standing among the fallen leaves,
I praise you,
I pray to you,
I bring to mind your glory.

Serith, Ceisiwr — A Pagan Ritual Prayer Book