Queen, from whom Sovereignty cascades, like water falling from a mountaintop; You who are Most Fair among Goddesses, and supremely regal in Your bearing! You who rule, equal to the King in all ways; Triple-formed Hera, lovely in all aspects, hear our call!
Hera Pais, O holy virgin, sweet as the apple blossoms of springtime, whose everblooming petals attracted the love of Zeus! Hear our call, Lovely One, and attend to these rites, if ever You wished to be adored!
Hera Teleia, wife full-grown, ripe as the apples hanging heavily upon the summer branches! You who are Matron and Queen, hear our call and attend, Powerful One, as we lay out the feast in Your honor!
Hera Chḗrē, the widow who is a comfort to Herself in autumn, and secure in the passage of Her life, during winter’s firm grasp; She who falls like an apple seed to the ground, ready to be renewed by water and Earth! Most Revered One, hear our call, and attend to the love of Your mortal children!
We who are Your own cry out in witness to Your glory, Great Hera, Queen of us all, Governess of the fates of women, Protectress of the marriage bond! We call upon You this day, in the hope that we may lavish adoration upon You, and show You our deepest respect!
Here lays the feast, our gift to You, among many others, that You may be filled with Earthly bounty in our gratitude! Here also do we pour out sweet libations, to quench even Your thirst, O Sublime Goddess!
Hear our call, and attend, O Lovely Queen, and we shall cherish Your presence for as long as You decide to remain here with us, and longer still, after!
Blessed Hera, be welcomed!
© Columbine 2017