To Athene

JL Robins

I sing to the grey-eyes warrior,
She that bears the aegis of her father
and the wisdom of her mother.
Most-beloved of Athens, She that is mother
and bestower of the olive tree.
You, who are attended by Justice
leads us to do good
and compete on the side of righteousness.
When challenged You prove Your worth instead of reigning down blows
and mete out corect punishment when You win.
Creative Lady, weaver of Olympos
giver of the skills of the loom.
Accept this prayer, insuficient though it is
in return and thanks for all You have given.


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