The Pagan Prayer

Kiss your shadow then blow out the candle.

Watch the stars and the dipper’s handle.

Dream of lives long since past,

or love affairs that didn’t last.

Hurt and pain, love and hate,

some emotions that didn’t rate.

Cities and towns, people and sins,

unholy battles no one wins.

Endless powers in infinite time,

loving heart beats and words in rhyme.

Forever then and forever now,

live forever you know how.

In the shadow of the light and in the midst of the air,

with dust from the wind without a care.

Count once, twice, thrice and then four.

Turn off the lights and bar all the doors.

Slip out of your slumber long overdue.

Forget your stigmas and emerge a new you.
Stanley Victor Paskavich