Praising the Apple-Goddess
Bright Goddess with earth beneath your
nails,
You who sing the trees up from the ground,
Roots spreading, trunk flying, branches like wings
Seeking the sky, leaves falling upward
Toward the rain, toward the sun.
You who sing the buds into blossom,
The blossoms into fruit, golden life
And immortality on the twig.
Bright Goddess, we ask you for health
And joy of body, strong and whole.
While we will not live forever in this flesh,
Give us as many years as is possible for us
In sound body and sound mind,
Life as golden as your apples,
As strong as the roots of your orchard,
Upright and spreading, blossoming fair,
Beauty and nourishment in equal parts.
Bright Goddess clad in green and gold,
Sparkling with the noonday sun,
Skin as brown as dusty earth,
Cheek as red as apple cheek,
Eyes as green as apple eyes,
Seeds like stars within the soul,
May you always bless our days.