Silver Threads of the Night

O Hecate, thou goddess of the veil,
In moonlit shadow where the wise prevail,
I call to thee with fervent heart and mind,
Thy ancient truths in silver threads entwined.

O keeper of the crossroads dark and deep,
Where secrets lie and silent spirits weep,
Illuminate the paths that wisdom hides,
Unravel fate where destiny resides.

With torches bright, thy guiding flame bestow,
Through midnight halls where whispers ebb and flow,
Grant insight vast, let hidden truths arise,
And clear my sight beneath thy knowing eyes.

O Hecate, thou sovereign of the night,
Endow my soul with wisdom’s boundless light,
Through thee, the veil of mystery is torn,
And in thy grace, new knowledge is reborn.