Animist Prayer

John William Waterhouse (1849-1917), The Household Gods, 1880

The Household Gods by John William Waterhouse

Toward the re-enchantment of the world:

To the blue open heavens I pray,

And the fire at their heart I adore.

The moon, with its reflected light

Receives my love as wave-crests white

Come crashing in to shore.

To the lash of the lightning I pray,

And the gleam of the sun’s bright rays.

To all the rushing rivers wide

That roar down from the mountainside,

I offer thanks and praise.

I pray to all of the distant stars

And the planets that silently roam.

I praise the earth beneath my feat

I praise the worms who will come to eat

When I at last go home.