7. For the Stars

I call for the holy light of the stars
in heaven, and with very holy words,
I invoke the sacred daimons. The stars
of heaven, dear children of the black night,
whirling in circles round about the throne,
flame reflecting parents of all that is.
Destinies: you are signals of all fates.
You lay out the divine path for mortals,
overseeing the seven shining spheres.
You wander in the middle air. On earth,
in heaven, trailing fire, ever-flowing,
indestructible, always discerning
the dark hued tapestry of night. Brilliant,
sparkling, and gentle in the night, come now
to learned contests of the holy rite,
and accomplish for these glorious works
the finish of an honorable course.