#devotional text

[piristephes]

Hermes makes me cross the borders, Luck, chance and journey ahead by him made. The guide and custodian of all profit, Of movement and agility he is the Demiurge. O interpreter of all, God of every traveler, hear my most pleading voice. Be propitious and praised, astute Lord! May I call thee friend with all splendor.

português:

Hermes me faz atravessar a fronteira, A sorte, o acaso, a viagem ele enseja. O guia e custódio de todo o lucro, Do movimento e da agilidade ele é o Demiurgo. Ó interprete de tudo, Deus de todo viajante, ouve minha voz com tom suplicante. Sê propício e apreciado, astucioso senhor! Possa eu chamar-te amigo com todo resplendor!

[shrine-of-the-theoi]

Praying to Lord Hermes

Time and time, countless nines- have I been stopped. For truth is what they despise. For sugar coated lies seem to appease them.

And many a times have I felt thorny ivies wrap around my throat like a shrewd serpent, shedding it's hide- compelling the truth out in rage and anguish.

Rarely have I backed off from giving them the truth. Scarcely has my voice been daunted. Untamable. Unfathomable. Like the mind, so the mouth.

And hence, I pray to my Lord. I seek His blessed light for an indomitable spirit. I ask him for as much mirth as boldness, as much skills as shrewdness.

May I never cower away in fear. My prayer is so my Lord- ever so kindly pay an ear.

[harvest-of-the-present]

Apollo's golden hand I felt— just as what had always surrounded me crumbled down: it was Apollo's golden hand I felt; right when borders had to build themselves to stand higher than chaos would let them, it was Apollo's golden hand I felt. with the swift change and quick glances, while starting to fear the overthinking and picturing myself on the floor, it was Apollo's golden hand there. I reach to hear your divine message in this irregular path to healing where change can mean opportunity since you cleared my mind of doubt— yourself, warm Apollo, with just a golden hand of yours.

[piristephes]

Light exists for my God wills it,

Melodies fill the spheres for my God sings it,

Harmony finds the world for He wields it.

Ever-gracious Gods, givers of All.

May I always praise you by morn or nightfall.

português:

Luz há pois meu Deus a comanda,

Melodias enchem as esferas, pois meu Deus as canta,

Harmonia verte-se no mundo, pois Ele a manuseia.

Graciosos Deuses, doadores de Tudo.

Possa eu louva-los, noite ou dia neste mundo.

[piristephes]

O wisdom-bringer, owl-eyed, soul-weaving Athena! I pray your sacred name, I praise your sacred craft, For you have given mortals the means to raise our standards. You weave our minds with hands most dextrous, You bring your spear against nefarious ignorance and With Ares beside, you inspire courage and heroism! I praise you, O Goddess of bright eyes, May I always be within your sight!

português:

Ó Atena, porta-saberes, corujópida, tecelã de almas! Oro teu sacro nome, louvo tua sacra feitura, Pois tu destes aos mortais os meios para elevar nossa figura. Tu teces nossas mentes com mãos mui' hábeis, Tu trazes tua lança contra a ignorância nefasta e Com Ares ao lado, inspiras heroísmo e coragem! Louvo-te, ó Deusa de olhos brilhantes, Que eu esteja sempre à sua vista!

[piristephes]

O Artemis of beasts, O lady feral and hunting, O Mother of cats, hounds and bears! You are the predator-queen, the mightiest nymph, The daughter of Leto and Zeus, strong and kind. You keep illness at bay, averting evil with gold dart and Protecting those around you, by arrow or claw. May you keep me company, Goddess, protecting the green and the wilds around! May you walk with the souls of companion-beasts, feasting and hunting all about.

português:

Ó Ártemis das feras, ó senhora silvestre e caçadora, Ó Mãe de gatos, cães e ursos! Tu és é a rainha-predadora, a ninfa mais poderosa, A filha de Zeus e Leto, tenaz e honrosa! Tu manténs longe a doença, dardejando o mal com seta áurea e Protegendo todos ao redor, por flecha ou garra. Faz-me companhia, Deusa, protegendo o verde e a natureza ao redor! Possa tu andar com feras companheiras, suas almas festejando e caçando sem dó!

[piristephes]

Prayer for the guidance of Hekate

Mãe Hécate, senhora das tochas brilhantes, Entoo o teu nome na encruza da vida e da morte, Convoco sua presença sabendo que auxilias todos. Hécate portadora de luz, rainha dos finados, É teu o caminho pelos reinos entrelaçados, Olha por teu devoto, como guiaste Deméter. Hécate das estradas, que fende o escuro, Orienta para a harmonia e virtude divina, Ergue minha mão, guia minh'alma pra luz sublime.

Hécate dos três caminhos, saúdo tuas faces! De como te mostra, céu, terra ou mares! Vem gentil hoje, com toque afável, e o coração, acalmes.

english:

Mother Hekate, lady of the bright torches, I chant your name at the crossroads of life and death, I summon your presence knowing that you help all.

Hekate, bearer of light, queen of the dead, Yours is the path through the intertwined realms, Watch over your devotee, as you guided Demeter.

Hekate of the roads, who cleaves the dark, Guide to harmony and virtue divine, Lift my hand, guide my soul to the sublime light.

Hekate of the three paths, I greet faces thine! As you show yourself, heaven, earth or seas! Come gently today, with soothing touch, calm my heart.

[piristephes]

Deméter dos Pães/Demeter of Bread

Meu pão favorito coberto de mel, Deméter de grãos, nutriz dos famintos, mãe da estação. Tu semeias o trigo, o centeio e aveia. Tu trazes sorrisos, a barriga cheia. Pois mortal nenhum pode negar sua mãe, Deo de terras fruticosas, feitora dos pães. És o sustento dos mortais, a riqueza primeva, Com Kore ao lado, na natureza impera. Pois se tem algo que une a comunidade, É a manteiga derretida em um pão de verdade.

english:

My honey-filled most favourite bread, Demeter of grain, helper of the famished, mother of seasons. You sow the wheat, rye and oats. You bring smiles, a belly most full. For no mortal can deny their Mother, Deo of fruitful lands, bread-maker. You are the sustenance of all, the primeval wealth, With Kore beside, reigning nature around. For if there's something that unites community, It's butter-covered bread shared truthfully.