Blessings

May the Universe open her doors for you:

Fling her windows wide as her arms’ span

To let the fresh air of hope come billowing in.

May the Sun take a broom or switch,

Sweep away the cobwebs and the gloom

And light your way to joy.

May Mother Moon bless your dreams

So you can walk the silver path of peace she makes

Across the lake of sleep.

And may the Goddess come down to Earth

To touch you here with her outstretched hand

And lift you up to the skies.