Ode to Hecate

Sacred hounds pull her cart
sailors and shepherds reside in her heart
women and babies protected by thee
Persephone-Demeter and Hecate
Ghosts and spirits at her beck and call
Three faces insures she sees us all
One is the horse, the snake and the boar
With Demeter in the underworld, she lights up the door
From childbirth until our time of death
Life changes, she assures they are blessed
When I am dying on my deathbed I lay
I know she'll be there to show me the way