Ease of the Fire Rite
Hot the winds
blow
The air full
of the dust of time
Hail Mother of
rainfall
Hear our call
Eastern warder
We call thy name
Cooling breezes
we ask
In the Mothers
name
Southern warder
We call thy name
Ease of thy fire
we ask
In the Mothers
name
Western warder
We call thy name
Soothing rainfall
we ask
In the Mothers
name
Northern warder
We call thy name
Your bounty we
ask
In the Mothers
name
Hail Sweet Mother
of the tempest
Whose winds blow
with mighty sound
We call on thy
name to ease the winds down
The crops fall,
the people call
We ask for thy
care on the wind swept plains
We seek resolution
of the summers fire
We seek resolution
of war times ire
We seek resolution
in the name of those who trust us
We seek resolution
for the uncertainty in which we are thrust
We give thanks
for the bounty of our lives
We give thanks
for the morning coolness in which we rise
We give thanks
for the bed on which we sleep
We give thanks
that each day, we can make choices to keep
Round goes the
call, hear us Mothers children
Gather one and
all, to speak the words of thanksgiving
To Speak loud
and long against injustice we pledge
For the sake
of the children who trust us, to leave them a world of right
We pledge ourselves
this night, to show them our combined might
One alone we may
fall, but united we rise
To answer the
call of the worlds needs we abide
Empower us Mother,
we ask it of thee
Not for ourselves,
but for all of thy children
We give thanks
to thee, that ye find us fit to be thy hand
We offer ourselves
up to your command
Come one, come
all, to hear the words we found
Blessing of the
Mothers hand we give to the world round
Eastern warder
We called thy
name
Cooling breezes
we asked
We thank you
in the Mothers name
Southern warder
We called thy
name
Ease of thy fire
we asked
We thank you
in the Mothers name
Western warder
We called thy
name
Soothing rainfall
we asked
We thank you
in the Mothers name
Northern warder
We called thy
name
Your bounty we
asked
We thank you
in the Mothers name
