Paganistan: Notes from the Secret Commonwealth

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Bride's Breastplate

What follows is a modern prayer cast along traditional lines.

As a magical prayer of shielding and protection—hence the title—it could, of course, be made to any god or goddess.

But in this midwinter season, to Whom better should one make it than to Herself, Bride of Brides?

And even better it be, made thrice.

 

Bride's Breastplate

 

Bride be with me.

Bride within me.

Bride before me.

Bride to my right hand.

Bride behind me.

Bride to my left hand.

Bride above me.

Bride below me.

Bride within me.

Bride be with me.

 

© 2018 Steven W. Posch

 

 

 

 

 

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Poet, scholar and storyteller Steven Posch was raised in the hardwood forests of western Pennsylvania by white-tailed deer. (That's the story, anyway.) He emigrated to Paganistan in 1979 and by sheer dint of personality has become one of Lake Country's foremost men-in-black. He is current keeper of the Minnesota Ooser.
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