Maiden in armour <br />thy shield at thy side <br />and lightning bolts resting <br />in the place that they hide, <br />come talk to me <br />as companion and friend. <br /> <br />How many times have thee led me <br />and stood as sentinel <br />at the prow of my ship <br />and through huge waves <br />and storms guaranteed a good trip. <br /> <br />Through lonesome travels <br />like a shadow <br />you accompanied me <br />over land and sea <br />and as thy servant <br />I forever will be. <br /> <br />Pallas Athena, by the force <br />of my war bow <br />and bronze spears have I slain <br />those that tried to woo my wife <br />and untimely celebrated my death, <br />but only by thy appearance <br />victory was truly mine.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/odysseus-to-pallas-athena/
