Occasionally I get the incredible mood to do something spontaneous for Hermes. Tonight I danced and sanged in rhythm one of His Hymns. A favorite of mine, it is short, simple sweet without the sugary begging that can be found in some neo-Pagan hymns.
I choose "The Mummer's Dance" in His honor, singing this hymn in time to the song's chorus. The scent of Nag Champa filling my lungs as I breathed and whirled around. Hail Hermes, ever Protector of Travelers on these modern roads.
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