Lord Veles, Keeper of Navia and forests and fields,
all that's living or once was,
Teacher of the people,
Patron of in-between and all that live there, the artists, the lost and the curious, the messy and the overlooked.
Guard Your calf, messy and growing, muddy and wild, don't let it get lost or stray, guide it through all good and bad alike, accompany it in its success and hardships.
Please stand by Your calf, as it stands by You.
Sláva Velesu!
(vv the prayer in my native language vv)












