on this your day, thank you for the divine gifts to bring this world. As you drive your hammer and stoke your fires, spreading the sparks of art. You, in moving through this world, who are of the painters, who are of the brush strokes, and who are of the museums. May you have many more.

Thank you West Wind. You of the Autumn and the Ripened Vine. You who bring us the harvest of what was sown and cultivated. You who bring us feasts and frolics after a summer of work. The wheel of the year has turned and now you return to your realm beyond. May your journey be safe and we be well met next time.

Greetings North Wind. You of the Winter and the Bare Field. You who blankets the world in stillness and rest. You who brings the contemplation that clears the space for the Spring’s new growth. The wheel of the year has turned to your season. May your journey here be safe and may we be well met.