Hestia Tends The Flame
© Surazeus
2025 04 27

Throwing mask of her face on pile of skulls,
Hestia tends fire in hearth of the wood fane
while ravens caw in oak trees by the lake,
then places wolf-fur cloak on her old father
who snores in harmony with cricket song
that rings in blue shimmer of evening dusk.

Tending eternal flame of our world state,
Hestia maintains fire of the family hearth
so billions of women around the Earth
my cook delicious meals to preserve health
of their husbands and children with pure love
who celebrate her skill to nurture life.

Face glowing from warm fire in the stone hearth,
Hestia prepares feast for rebirth of life
when trees blossom again with leaves and fruit,
and supervises Ceraon mixing wine
with Matton kneading dough as Deipneus
brings food on plates for everyone to eat.

Startled awake from sleep in dark midnight,
Hestia finds bold Priapus in her bed
as he attempts to spark her soul with child,
so when she screams for help Apollo runs
to drag the old man from the vestal fane
and punish him with justice of respect.

Wandering signless roads of planet Earth,
Hestia preserves eternal flame of life
that lights every hearth in homes of the world,
till Adonis erects electric lines
on poles of pine in network of hot wires
which powers every home in maze of myths.

Arriving after twenty thousand years,
Hestia wanders streets of America,
still bearing ancient Torch of Liberty,
where homes are powered by electric lines,
so she kneels before lost idol of Zeus
and lays ancient flint stones before his feet.

Tending eternal flame of our world state,
Hestia weaves vast network of copper wires
to power computers which calculate
spiritual truths that flash in vatic eyes
when all our brains dream life with one world view
which process as nodes in her global brain.

Wearing mask of her face with shining gold,
Hestia tends the flame of civilization
which glows in heart of every dreaming soul
who dwells with hope for pleasure and respect
in towns connected by electric wires
spread out from her heart in Cave of Illusions.

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Orpheus brings wagon of pine logs as offering for Hestia to preserve the flame of civilization in hearth of our world empire Zarathia.

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