Prayer for Relief from a Drought

The hard Earth lies vulnerable beneath the onslaught of the Sun's rays,
to weak from thirst even to raise her hands in prayer for relief.
I do it for her, then; I raise my face to the Sun:
shining disk, wheel of light,
your power is indeed great, your place of honor is assured.
I come to you as a herald, asking for peace.
Withhold your darts that are keeping back the rain clouds.
Allow them to come and quench the thirst of their sister below.
Establish peace between yourself and the Earth:
a true king knows when to relent.

_{Serith, Ceisiwr — A Pagan Ritual Prayer Book}