Aphrodite

Aphrodite, glory of Olympos,
golden one, incomparable goddess,
born of seafoam, borne on the ocean's waves
until you found fair Cyprus' sandy shore--
your beauty by god or mortal unseen,
your power over heart and mind unknown,
your touch unfelt, your voice unheard. All things,
all life, all men and women incomplete
without your presence. Aphrodite,
who sees the truth within us, who gifts us
with what we need; beloved Aphrodite,
dear one, blessed one, who holds us close,
whose gentle persuasions overcome
our doubts and fears, whose hand in the world
we see in one another, we praise you,
we honor you, we delight in your gifts.

Hekate

Dark-eyed Hekate, daughter of Asteria,
deep-hearted goddess, walker of many roads.
In the dark, in the night, you bring comfort
to those who suffer, to those who despair,
to those who are powerless, hopeless, defenseless.
At the threshold you stand, immovable,
barring all evil, safeguarding the home.
At the crossroad you stand, in that in-between
where nothing is certain and nothing is safe.
Along the edges of propriety
you go, with steady step and ready wit,
to guide and sustain those who do what they must.
In all the worlds you hold a share, on earth
and sea and sky, you move with ease among them.
Bearing torches, you light our way at night,
you lead us through shadows, you nourish our souls.
Guide of the lost, friend of the friendless,
comforter of the bereft, protector
of the stranger, the outcast, the forlorn.
warder of the door and all within,
Hekate, I thank you for needful gifts.