[Hekate is a Goddess of the Moon and the Underworld of ancient Greece <br />and Rome] <br /> <br />Goddess of the cross-roads, <br />Goddess of Manic-Depression, <br />Dweller in the deep places of the earth and mind, <br />Traveller in the land between worlds! <br />Torch-bearer! Protectress of the very old and the very young; <br />Protectress of those used and abused; <br />Healer of those who are torn apart; <br />She will be there for us when we call on her and at the end. <br />Grandmother to lost children and to the downtrodden. <br />Nurse to the suckling infant, <br />Comfort to the lone man or woman in the darkest night. <br />She who seeks vengeance for her children who are wronged! <br />Wanderer and prowler! <br />Sorceress who lives at the edge of the mind. <br />Drawer-up of the secret compost from the unused internal well. <br />She who has no relatives on the earth save for her children. <br />Without Mother or Sister. <br />Lady on the brink, both bi-polar and uni-polar! <br />They call her mad, and it is she who terrifies the disbeliever and the <br />unworthy! <br />Bringer of nightmares! <br />But she it is who sooths the sleepless and disheveled spirit. <br />Mother of night! <br />Dark Power of the moon! <br />Keeper of the shadow! <br />Walker of the endless highways! <br />She unites those who follow her as her children; the Hekite. <br />Bearer of the sacred poppy. <br />Shape-shifter, Transformer. <br />Keeper of the hounds of Hel and the three-headed dog Cerebus! <br />She walks abroad in the hour of the wolf and under the Dark Moon! <br />Hear my call O Lady and cover us with your starry cloak. <br />Let the unborn moon seed in my heart this night. <br />And let her growing light shine upon our intention; <br />That she be at our full deliverance, <br />So Mote it be!<br /><br />Erhard Hans Josef Lang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hekate-invocation/
