Oh virgin goddess,

Virgin goddess within,

Come forth,

I beckon you,

Come here,

Come in,

Make me like the fertile Earth,

Make my soul your garden —

Let me be well-tended to,

Goddess Ceres,

Demeter,

Holiest of holies,

Mother of mothers,

Plant the seed of life

Within me and my heart

I yield myself to you —

I kneel before thee,

Make me yours,

Born again, a devotee —

And then,

Blessed by your touch,

Might I tend to this Earth,

And all your children,

a coveted garden —

Fertile Earth,

Loving water,

Breath of life,

spiritual Sun —

Conspirators,

Being made holy,

Being made as one —

The elements encircle me,

With clasped hands,

they dance

Each moment a celebration

Of life

The never-ending alchemy

Of fusing opposites

We their progeny

How blessed

How privileged

Am I to merely

Bear witness

To the miracle

Omnipresent,

Ever-unfolding