When Horses Walk the Earth (A Winter Prayer)
Let us praise giant rye grass…. 
… that grows as tall as a horse …
… and let us praise its dark seed …
… and the fog that blows through it …
… and weaves it with the light …
… and the light that blows through it …
… and weaves it with the fog.
Let us praise the snow that brings giant rye grass down to earth as it falls …
… and the giant rye grass that weaves the snow with the sun ….
… and neither rises nor falls …
… but lives …
… sometimes taller than the sun …
… and sometimes collecting it on its dark seeds …
… so it can rise in summer, when horses walk the earth.
Sable Aradia, Priestess & Witch 