As I pondered in the Temple of my Goddess, and Mother Great Goddess Gaia, I was writing on a scroll when suddenly, I felt I should do this. I usually act apon, my feelings and I figured I'd do this, this one time even if persecution does Happen. But O'Logos, Creator. Let this Praise be to you!

I love you, O Logos, My Creator.

The Logos, is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer
My Mother Gaia, is my rock in whom I take refue. You and Her are my shield and the Horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
I call to you O'Logos, who is Worthy to be Praised with our Shouts and Songs, in thanks that you deliver me from my enemies.

The Logo's is my light, and my salvation
--whom should I fear?
The Logos is the stronghold of my life
--who should I be afraid of?

One things I ask you O'Logos in this Praise, is for everyone to be blessed as not many times you are Praised and Worshiped. Please allow us to take the time to praise and shout your name! I love you, Lord Creator, of all the Corners.

Humble Servant of Gaia, the Earthmother.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Phaestian, in the year 268 AF.