a prayer for the dead

Cernunnos, Lord of the Hunt, it is I, Mira, your daughter and Priestess, who calls upon thee
Escort those who have perished in the storm Katrina to the Summerlands
You are the Lord of the Wild Places, and Leader of the Wild Hunt
Ride through the Gulf area, gather the Souls who remain there
Unwilling to leave their bodies, their wrecked houses, their living families

Cernunnos, the Green Man, Father of us all
Gather Your children who have died and soothe their Souls
Usher them to the Summerlands with its green fields and cool forests
With the aid of the Valkyries, comfort Your children who have passed beyond the veil
Remind them that as they meet their ancestors, they will meet their living families again
So may it be!


Blessed Be!
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