HestiaA Poem by HypnosWell-honored Hestia, queen of the hearthfire, first among the deathless ones, first are the offerings you receive, first are the blessings you provide. Hestia, holder of the household, upholder of community, tender of the flame in every home, every city, every place where we gather together to live our lives. First you are in tales long told, eldest and youngest child of old Cronos and clever Rhea; first you are in holy rites, first you are in family custom, first to take from simple meal or lavish feast. Where bread is broken, where welcome is warm, we know your might. O goddess.
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1 Review Added on August 17, 2013 Last Updated on August 17, 2013 AuthorHypnosTNAboutI am a humble servant of the Greek gods and an avid hunter. I enjoy being out in nature and nothing solidifies the feeling of being one with nature more for me than when I hunt. The reason I became a .. more..Writing
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