Day VII. To Hermes Aglaos

Radiant Hermes who shines gloriously
from a dark, damp cave
like the liquid gold brought in tribute
by Nymph-loving bees,
the glint of treasure piled up,
the sudden flash of insight,
glittering sequins and confetti
of a skillful street performer
hoping to make it big,
and the eyes of a dog on the porch
watchful for thieves and strangers,
I pray to you, friend of Dionysos
the Midnight Sun, adviser and Leader
of a third of his numerous Host,
bless this house which reveres you
and never tires of singing your praises
or making plentiful offerings to you.