Prayer for the Waning Moon

The sickle of reaping is low in the sky in the period just before dawn.
The Sun's halo soon will hide it, but still it will be there,
at the back of my mind, at the bottom of my heart,
poised to perform its acts of loving mercy.
Waning Moon, pass over me, and pass on by.
Grant me your wisdom, but withhold your power.

Serith, Ceisiwr — A Pagan Ritual Prayer Book