Amethyst Rose
July 4th, 2001, 02:17 PM
HYMN TO APHRODITE
By Gawaine C. Ross
In a chariot drawn by centaurs Nageswari burns and sways,
In her hands she holds a comet, lightning snakes and cosmic rays,
Her attendants leap about her, Firebirds with diamond eyes,
Doing a tango with the Sun, it's Power she personifies.
Invincible Radiant Woman Lioness, Roarer in the Flame,
Urania, Sekhmet, Sunna, rider of the hurricanes,
Oh Bride of the Sun, oh face of Glory splitting the thunderheads,
Grant us displays of Northern Lights, it's You I want to wed.
In a gentler mood befriend us, sparkling on the ocean's swell,
Rising from the foam as Venus in a pink and golden shell,
Attended by the Seasons, Eos, come to Earth and step ashore
With castanets and moans of bliss, oh Flora, it's You I adore.
Show me forever, Aphrodite, dreams and visions of You,
Show me feral and secret temples of Frigga high and true.
Salacia, Aurora, Philommeides, you melt glaciers with your heat,
Victoria and Gloria, paradise blossoms each time you speak.
The seven sacred rivers of truth will set the world alight,
Ganga, Ushas, Voluptas, Narmada, soft as a summer night,
Anima Mundi, serpent embracer, river goddess of the Nile,
Elatus, Corona, Cunctipotent, banish evil with a smile.
And when your vision fades away and Hecate comes at last,
There you'll find the Rainbow Bridge, and Iris in the grass,
Cascades splashing and whirlpool patterns in Her galactic gaze,
As Nuit she'll envelop you and start another blaze.
Oh never turn your face away, I pant to brush your lips,
From your hair electricity surges into your fingertips.
Adora, Lava, Erato, Nyx, oh Beauty everywhere,
Celestial dancing maidens, take me if you dare!
By Gawaine C. Ross
In a chariot drawn by centaurs Nageswari burns and sways,
In her hands she holds a comet, lightning snakes and cosmic rays,
Her attendants leap about her, Firebirds with diamond eyes,
Doing a tango with the Sun, it's Power she personifies.
Invincible Radiant Woman Lioness, Roarer in the Flame,
Urania, Sekhmet, Sunna, rider of the hurricanes,
Oh Bride of the Sun, oh face of Glory splitting the thunderheads,
Grant us displays of Northern Lights, it's You I want to wed.
In a gentler mood befriend us, sparkling on the ocean's swell,
Rising from the foam as Venus in a pink and golden shell,
Attended by the Seasons, Eos, come to Earth and step ashore
With castanets and moans of bliss, oh Flora, it's You I adore.
Show me forever, Aphrodite, dreams and visions of You,
Show me feral and secret temples of Frigga high and true.
Salacia, Aurora, Philommeides, you melt glaciers with your heat,
Victoria and Gloria, paradise blossoms each time you speak.
The seven sacred rivers of truth will set the world alight,
Ganga, Ushas, Voluptas, Narmada, soft as a summer night,
Anima Mundi, serpent embracer, river goddess of the Nile,
Elatus, Corona, Cunctipotent, banish evil with a smile.
And when your vision fades away and Hecate comes at last,
There you'll find the Rainbow Bridge, and Iris in the grass,
Cascades splashing and whirlpool patterns in Her galactic gaze,
As Nuit she'll envelop you and start another blaze.
Oh never turn your face away, I pant to brush your lips,
From your hair electricity surges into your fingertips.
Adora, Lava, Erato, Nyx, oh Beauty everywhere,
Celestial dancing maidens, take me if you dare!