Note: Do this while Sprinkling Salted Water in Corners

Soft is the rain, it gently falls upon the fields beneath. It lulls the heart, it stills the wind, gives the solitude I seek. It patters down, so gentle, yet it ne'er does bend a leaf. And yet the water that is there will wash away all grief. For smoothness follows in the wake, and quiet, peace and love.

All are in freshness now, come down from clouds above. All evil go, flow out from here and leave all fresh and plain. Let negativity not come into this room again.

For love I now find all around me, so soft, so still, so sure. I can perform my rituals as peace and quiet endure.