The River of Gold
Oxum, mother of the sweet waters, you whose river carries gold and mirrors the sky, pour your honeyed grace over this house. Make me beautiful in the way that you are beautiful — patient as the river that cuts stone. Let my love be generous, my prosperity shared, and my reflection one I can face without flinching.
Offered beside flowing water or with a brass bowl of fresh water set on yellow cloth, with honey stirred in.