Prayer to the New Moon

Out of the bright sky, as the Sun goes down,
appears the Maiden who rules the darkness.
I pray to her, my eyes facing west
at the end of the day,
at the beginning of the month.
You will not be here with us long;
you dance quickly toward the horizon.
While you are still with us, though,
I will look on you with love.
Hope in the west, prophet of return from darkness:
you show us it is possible to go from age into the shadowland
and emerge, new yet the same.

Serith, Ceisiwr — A Pagan Ritual Prayer Book