Blessed Lord and Lady of the Underworld, hear me as I pray.
Allow me the strength to face you.
I come with no song to woo you to my ways.
I come with no offerings to convince you to aid me.
I come with no desires in need of your addressing.

I come instead with a humble heart.
I come instead with a will to survive.
I come instead with a desire to know you.

Blessed Lord and Lady of the darkness, hear me as I pray.
Allow me the will to not fear you.
I come with no fruit to appease you.
I come with no drink to quench your thirst.
I come with no blood to spill for you.

I come instead with a steely resolve.
I come instead with curiosity.
I come instead with dreams of a future I fear.

Blessed Lord and Lady of the Dead, hear me as I pray.
Allow me the strength to love as you love.
I come not to plead for it.
I come not to bargain for it.
I come not to persuade you of it.

I come instead to inform you.
I come instead to delay you.
I come instead to say that I will live.

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Aside from this prayer, which I write in their honor, I am spending today, from sunrise to sunset, in silence. I will hear the words around me. I will learn and be pleased by them. But I shall not speak or fight against what I hear and see around me this day. I will et it all come to me and see in it all the will of the Gods as I seek to awake tomorrow for Sunrise with a new heart, a new resolve, and a new will for the coming year.