A Hymn to the Universal Divine Mother

Hail to You, Kypris, lovely haired, foam-born, holy Goddess,

Laughter-loving, full of ecstatic bliss, Ruler of the three Fates.

You delight in the creatures of the deep, as they dance round and round,

And in the sweet songs of the light-winged denizens of the air,

As they flutter from succulent flower to verdant tree to lofty bluff.

You conquer war, bringing stern Ares to rest in Your hallowed breast.

You triumph over death, bringing myrrh-born Adonis back from the house of Hades.

Beauty, Mother of Love, You are the trace of the One throughout the All,

Enticing into amorous embrace the splendid totality of creatures,

To unfold to the utmost the selfless giving of the One,

And impelling the pursuit of ever more perfect union,

To empty each of selfishness, allowing experience of the One, even in the All.