May I never lose my sense of wonder.
I think this is why I am Pagan.
If there's a way to blend Peter Pan
and wandering in that little stretch of pine woods out by the elementary school
and pretending I'm really a Native American with a real bow
and learning how to pet a cat nicely and feel her purr
and see the colors of sunset making everything glow and look new
seeing the Milky Way stretch out above you and feel that awe-full sense of perspective
curling up on a cold night, grateful for a hot dinner and plenty of blankets to keep the warmth in
seeing a flat expanse of snow under gray skies and trying so hard to remember midsummer's heat sinking into your bones and how fiercely green the world is then
knowing that someday, your matter--molecules and atoms--will be lost and recombined into something else. Some part of me was once a velociraptor.