Prayer to the Lord

Like a lightning flash cleaving the night,
like the Sun rising inexorably over the horizon,
like a stone exploding among the flames,
like an arrow seeking its prey in the forest: come to me, Lord.
Like a roebuck breaking free from a thicket,
like an eagle stooping with claws outstretched,
like a wildfire consuming tree after tree,
like a hammer striking sparks against the anvil: come to me, Lord.
Like a thunderstorm opening up in summer heat,
like an earthquake shaking the mountains,
like a gale blowing across open water,
like a cloud of spears showering down on a battle field: come to me, Lord.

Serith, Ceisiwr — A Pagan Ritual Prayer Book