Adorations of Leto

Ninth day of Treasury Month Perihelios – Feast of Leto (Jan. 7, 2017)

These Adorations of Leto are inspired by common knowledge of the Goddess, and by personal doxa.  There are 27 lines, equaling 9, the number of days and nights Leto labored to birth our Prince, Apollon.

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Leto, I adore You, who fled from Your Homeland

Leto, I adore You, who ensures the wellbeing of Your Sister

Leto, I adore You, who are followed by a mighty warband

Leto, I adore You, who approached the Queen for Zeus’ hand

Leto, I adore You, who is always unafraid

Leto, I adore You, who brought the gift of Your regal bearing into the realm of Olympos

Leto, I adore You, who knew Your own worth

Leto, I adore You, who snared the King in a single glance

Leto, I adore You, who secured a place for Yourself and for Your Sister

Leto, I adore You, who rides upon the wild winds

Leto, I adore You, who drives that pack of fierce-fanged wolves

Leto, I adore You, who is veiled only before midnight

Leto, I adore You, who is fair-skinned and golden-tressed

Leto, I adore You, whose voice is the howl before the hunt

Leto, I adore You, who swelled with the Holy Twins within Your womb

Leto, I adore You, who traversed many lands searching for a place of birth

Leto, I adore You, who was at last cared for by the Sister You so well protected

Leto, I adore You, who brought forth the life of Artemis without pain

Leto, I adore You, who laid beneath the palm for nine days and nine nights to deliver our Lord Apollon

Leto, I adore You, who returned to Olympos in sweet triumph

Leto, I adore You, who is demure and unflinching in the face of opposition

Leto, I adore You, who is more than what we see in the bright light of day

Leto, I adore You, whose pride is well-respected and rightly earned

Leto, I adore You, whose ire wrought destruction upon Niobe

Leto, I adore You, whose strength is unfathomable

Leto, I adore You, who brushes aside false pride and ignorance

Leto, I adore You, who is the Mother of the dance between Darkness and Light

— Columbine

Adorations for Apollo

This is actually the first work I’ve made for Apollon. I prefer to call Him Apollo, so that’s what you’ll see here. These adorations are tailored to fit me, so some things may look slightly off because I’ve changed wording around. I used seven sets of six adorations per set. Seven is a number sacred to Apollon, and six is a number that’s important to me. That’s 42 lines, which is significant because I am always a nerd.

Apollo, will of Zeus, I adore You.
Apollo, son of Leto, I adore You.
Apollo, twin of Artemis, I adore You.
Apollo, father of Asklepios, I adore You.
Apollo, father of Aristaios, I adore You.
Apollo, father of Khariklo, I adore You.

Apollo, light of the world, I adore You.
Apollo, light of the new moon, I adore You.
Apollo, wind in the storm, I adore You.
Apollo, bringing plague, I adore You.
Apollo, healing disease, I adore You.
Apollo, guide in death, I adore You.

Apollo, tragic lover, I adore You.
Apollo, pursuing Daphne, I adore You.
Apollo, throwing the discus at Hyakinthos, I adore You.
Apollo, gifting the stag to Kyparissos, I adore You.
Apollo, chasing Bolina into the sea, I adore You.
Apollo, betrayed by Koronis, I adore You.

Apollo, devouring wolf, I adore You.
Apollo, dancing spider, I adore You.
Apollo, ram horned, I adore You.
Apollo, surrounding me with bees, I adore You.
Apollo, in the form of the snake, I adore You.
Apollo, sneaking mouse, I adore You.

Apollo, destroying Python, I adore You.
Apollo, slaying Niobe’s sons, I adore You.
Apollo, bringing vengeance upon Tityos, I adore You.
Apollo, flaying Marysas, I adore You.
Apollo, building Troy, I adore You.
Apollo, raining arrows upon the Greeks, I adore You.

Apollo, leading Muses, I adore You.
Apollo, loving music, I adore You.
Apollo, master of the lyre, I adore You.
Apollo, archer far-shooting, I adore You.
Apollo, making oracles, I adore You.
Apollo, delighting in races, I adore You.

Apollo, ruling my path, I adore You.
Apollo, comforting my soul, I adore You.
Apollo, doorway to my heart, I adore You.
Apollo, breaking my chains, I adore You.
Apollo, teacher in all things, I adore You.
Apollo, my Prince, my love, my everything, I adore You.

— Atalanta