Mithras

 

“Mithras, Lord of pastures fast and green, we praise Thee with loud voices. Before the Sun illumines the hills, you appear, old everlasting one. First being, clothes in gold, we are on Earth see you on the mountain tops. From mistress, Lord of pasture is vast and green, we praise the with loud voices. Before the Sun illumines the hills, you appear, old everlasting one. First being, clothed in gold, we on Earth see you on the mountain tops. From those heights, Oh Mithras, you in your power observe the home of the Magi, dwelling in calm and stillness.” Excerpt from an Invocation to Mithras 500BC

The consort of Mithras is Goddess if the Ocean, Anahita. “Mighty Anahita, shining in splendour, ever youthful, radiating enchantment and beauty, adorned with your sacred belt, straight as a young bride, ever free, clothed in your many-folded gown and gold embroidered cloak. We invoke the to appear before us.”From an invocation to Anahita 500 BC