Night, Fire Friend Moon, Day 16

A soft breeze wanders aimlessly through the tree branches like a lonely waif.  Clouds blanket the sky, and a quiet rain falls gently onto the patiently-waiting earth.  Night sits watchful, witnessing each passing moment.

“Hail, Spirits of Night, Mother of Darkness.  Hold us close in your embrace.  May we find healing in our dreaming, that we may together bring healing to the land when we wake.  Cloud Spirits, Rain Spirit, thank you for your nourishment and your cleansing.  You bring life to the land and purify the air, and for that I am grateful.  Thank you, Wind Spirit, for your refreshment, for blowing away impurities, and for invigorating body and soul.  Moran taing, agus sla\inte mhath.”


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