Prayer and Magick

Why?
Why must there be so much tragedy?
It hurts.
If it hurts me this much, I can't even fathom the depth of pain those actually experiencing it feel.
I wish I knew how I could help.
I wish I could eliminate all of the pain.
Even if I did know, I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to try.

So instead, I weep.
I weep for humanity.
I weep for the lost and the broken,
I weep with those who are hurting,
And I weep for those who are treacherous scum.

I light my candle, and weep as I pray to the Goddess for help.
I ground and center, still shaking with sobs.
Deep breaths, ground again.
Palms up, gathering warmth from above,
While also pulling from below.

Palms to the floor,
Sending out all that I have gathered.
Sending out all I have to give of myself.
Down through the floor, deep into the Earth.
Spreading out as far as it will go.
Blanket the globe.
Wrap every being with warmth and love.

I am not sure if my feeble magick can do all of this,
But that is my intent.
Please Goddess,
Let it touch someone.
So mote it be.