I call to you, Blessed Aphrodite With a tear-streaked face And a voice worn thin from sobs I weep for those who have passed on Those taken too soon by disease and illness Those struck down by violence Those lost to the battle of politics In this modern-day plague The taste of salt on my tongue From tears already shed And those yet to come Reminds me of you You are a goddess of many things But of love most of all The enduring and eternal love That surpasses even death Your light shines brightly In this world and beyond But you also reside in the radiant darkness For you live where there is love And love transcends all Goddess of the Light and Dark Of Love and Grief, Of Pleasure and Pain Please help these souls find peace So mote it be.
So mote it beā¤ļø
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