A prayer to Silver

[hearth_tott]

I call to Silver, force of transformation,
agent of change, ever a catalyst, ever
in motion, you make the unseen connection,
you stand at the crossroad, you see the end of
every path. Dreams are yours, and visions; mirrors true
and twisted, scattered cards and swift-strewn stones, still water
and smoke--the diviner and the magician
beg your favor, the seeker of secrets follows
your light. Change is always on the horizon,
always within our grasp, if we reach out our hand
to catch it, if we hold it tight and take it in;
if we do not, the chance--the change--is lost to us.