Deities live within me
And speak to my ear inside
No particular era or geography
But Now and Here – always right on time
The clothes they wear – not important
Their stories reveal paths broken in part
Tonight Athena and Hermes
Came up from the basement
Messages, compassion, and meeting
Stormy temper, craft, wisdom bursting from pain
I balance the voices, echoing aspects similar
It’s the stories that are everything
In the end they supremely reign
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