The children must be raised Hellenes
There is concern for the future of the worship of the Gods
Where is the community?
Where are the children?
Not enough to sustain the momentum
The future is not won without the children
Do you not feel the call to come together?
Where are the shining little ones?
Are they in the fields, making garlands?
If they do not learn to love the Gods now,
When will they love the Gods?
You, who are secluded, who give your lives to the Divine
You will be there to teach when the time comes
And it will come
But will there be any disciples?
The world is not the same
You have changed, and yet you have not
Life still flows forth through procreative art
Where are the newborn masterpieces?
Why do they not sing the songs of the Gods?
Those precious little ones who are the future
Bring them here, and let them know Us
For without them, the Way is lost again