The following prayer was made in an attempt to stall a hungry crowd when the water wouldn't boil at Summerland. I think I wrote it down accurately:
O Earth Mother, ever bountiful and always full of life, we thank you.
To our Ancestors, who learned and taught us how to reap the bounty of the land, we thank you.
To the Spirits of Nature, green-kin and animal-kin who gave their lives that we might live ourselves, we thank you.
To the Shining Ones, bestowers of bounty and providers of blessings, we thank you.