Our Mother, who is the Earth,

Sacred be Thy means.

Give us our bread and

What we truly need,

But save us from greed.

Forgive us our transgressions,

As we are fallible and imperfect,

Even as You are fallible and imperfect.

You reveal Yourself to us

In the beauty of Nature.

Reflecting this beauty,

Let us live in Your Name

And not destroy You

For petty gain.

Surely as much goodness and

Mercy as we can expect

Is ours when we

Honor and worship

Only You.

Let us be One with and

Inseparable from You,

Forsaking false gods.

The heat of the Sun 

Beats down on us

From a great distance,

And is but

A  necessary evil.

And neither the Sun

Nor the Moon,

Nor the imagined gods 

Men create in their own image

Are our Mother

Our substance, and our home.

Only You are

Worthy of our

Love and  veneration.

Only You are sacred.

What Heaven exists

Exists with You.

All other faiths

Are tortured dreams,

Tales told by the mad

To the mad.