Standing, offering, a sacred spiral
Whisps of smoke trailing over the altar
The God whispers, almost understandable
Hope rising with incense.
Kneeling, requests and prayers
In rituals, well-trod
Beyond the words: emptiness
Hunger, slowly growing.
Lying, in dark silence
The priestess: in sacred woods
Walking, the God beside her.

[Bettina Theissen has been a practising pagan for the most part of the last fifteen years, and has been writing for even longer. Recently she started to put her writing “out there” for others to read. She has also contributed to Bearing Torches: A Devotional Anthology for Hekate published by Bibliotheca Alexandrina.]