Ancient Sun Goddess Sól,

As the outer sun sets in the evening sky, I remember that your light never truly disappears, that your golden fire continues to burn in the hidden realms beneath the earth, and within the sacred divine flame of my soul.

May your golden fire heal me through the night, so that when the morning light returns, I rise renewed, ready to shine my soul's light into the world.

And so it is. And so it is. And so it is.
Blessed be. Blessed be. Blessed be.