In the seed that giveth Birth Lightly blows the wind of Mari, Draws her veil about the sky, Dims the golden rays of Grainne, Moves the tree-tops with a sigh. Grainne, Goddess of Sun and seed, with thy grace fulfil our need. Oracle of the Goddess Grainne through her priestess. From the depths of earth my inner sun Glows through the hearts of all existences. For I am everywhere.
Devotee drops incense on the fire or in burner.
Grainne, accept this incense, in gratitude for thy life-giving rays. The teaming summer has come, bringing life in its arms, and strews rosy flowers on the face of hill and dale. In lovely harmony the wood has put on its green mantle, and summer is on her throne, playing her string music. The world is alive. Dancers glide towards the fire, and one, representing Grainne, glides towards it.