Beneath the Surface

(Because nothing I've written so far has said this.)


Hekate, sure-stepping maid, watcher at the gate,
honored by mighty Zeus above all others,
fair goddess who walks freely along all paths,
holder of shares in all the worlds. Hekate,
keeper of evil from the home, friend of women,
guardian of children, protector in fear and need.

Hekate, keen-eyed one of whom we know too little,
honored in ancient times at each home's door,
receiver of crossroad offerings, of mothers' prayers,
I ask of you, defend us now as you did then.
I call on you to guard my home, my family,
my children. Kind Hekate, I praise and honor you.

Glorious Hekate, well known by all in times past,
honored today as well in many guises,
on this dark night I pray to you, shining goddess.
Peerless Hekate, I pour out sweet wine to you.
I pray to you: safeguard my home, my household;
watch over my daughters; keep all ill from my door.