Hymn To Amphitrite
Oh sweet muses, sing now
of the broad depths of the dark blue;
Sing of Amphitrite, goddess of the deep.
She who rises upon crashing waves,
She who crashes upon storm-torn shores,
She who leaves sailors drowning in her wake;
Dark-eyed Goddess, whose presence lingers
like salt on the tongue;
Whose presence engulfs us like a soft embrace
and instills fear of equal depth into our hearts;
Who cradles her land-locked children in morning fog,
and lays us softly to sleep in riverbeds;
Sea-born Goddess, see me humble before you,
and humble me further with thy care.