Titan Goddess of memory, mother of the Muses |
Mnemosyne daughter of the sky and the earth Mother of the muses, each one an inspiration Titan and Goddess, the very embodiment of Memory It is most fitting that we should remember you with fondness Mighty Mnemosyne, who gifts each of us our past For though we live in eternal now Without our pasts we would have no self It is only by your blessing that we exist at all We are thus armed against our uncertain futures For our remembrance allows imperfect prediction We recall what may profit us, and what may do us harm Who is our friend, and the enmity of those who wish us ill With your gift we gain our calendars Mark the turn of the earth about the sun Every phase of the moon as it graces the night sky When to plant, when to harvest, when to slaughter each in turn With your gift we gain stories, myths and teachings Tales of our ancestors in rich and powerful narratives Heroes and obstacles, and how they might be overcome Freed from the flickering fear of perpetual novelty The very words I write are your gift most marvellous Goddess Without memory, they would be mere scratches You grant us meaning and context, language and life Mnemosyne, my thanks seem inadequate, but I offer them anyway. |