FIERY LADY




Fiery Lady,
We see Thy brightness
In the flickering flames
And rejoice in the reassurance of Thy presence.

Fiery Lady
We hear Thy voice
In the cracking roar of a Sabbat bonfire,
And give thanks
For the awesome intensity
Of it's unquenchable burning.

Fiery Lady
We smell Thy spiraling aroma
As flaming fingers
Consume our offerings of fragrant resins,
Transforming them
Into the incense of our adoration.

Fiery Lady
We feel Thy warmth
By a Winter's hearthside blaze,
And are comforted
By it's dancing heat.

Fiery Lady
We taste Thy magick
In simmered stews from cauldrons
Over kitchen fires
And are satisfied with fullness.

Fiery Lady
We stand before Thee
In awe of these physical senses
Which convey to us
Thy presence in the world!