New Religion

Preparing for service

She lights up her fires

Of ash in the circle of oaks.

Light sparks then flares

Overpowering shadows

Branches dance eerily

In the light.

Kneeling on the damp ground

She inscribes sacred symbols

In the dirt.

Raising her arms in supplication,

She chants an ancient prayer

To the gods and spirits of

Earth, water, fire, and air.

Lightning flashes in the clear night sky

In the distance, thunder rumbles

The old gods awaken.

A/N: Sorry, had to do the line thing again to separate passages or it all ran together.