There in a glen in the wood of a river valley
Where the song of birds soothes the heart
And youths are driven to passionate embrace
Your power is felt
Like waves upon a beach
Or the touch of a lover long lusted after
O Aphrodite of the lovely form
There on the mountaintop when the sun rises
Where the heart is made glad by the rosy dawn
And the cold of Winter lingers longest
Your power is felt
Like the wind before a storm
Or the fire in a blazing hearth
O Aphrodite of the tempting scents
There on the spray of the sea where dolphins play
Where once you stood naked and new
And flowers sprouted in your very footsteps
Your power is felt
Like the buzzing of the bees
Or the rustle of leaves in the Springtime breeze
O Aphrodite of the doves
There in the glint of love in the eye of a maiden
Where once lived but games and playful joy
And thoughts of motherhood were never seen
Your power is felt
Like the beating of a frantic heart
Or the swords of a conquering army
O Aphrodite of the purest love
There in the rising swell of a man’s attraction
And the reciprocal passion of his adored friend
Your power is felt
Like the storms of Summer
Or the wild chase of a hunter
O Aphrodite of the lust of men
There in the smile of a baby as it looks upon her mother
And the joy of her heart at the feeling of safety
Your power is felt
Like the comfort of a blanket on a cold day
Or the glorious sunset just after the rain
O Aphrodite of the heavenly realms
Art: Terracotta statuette of Aphrodite Aphrodite riding on a goose, 3rd century BC, Staatliche Antikensammlungen, Munich
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