Mate, mate, mother of mothers, mother of all
Lady of the cultivated fields and raw earth
Mistress of the market, entrepreneurial spirit
Goddess of the home business and small farm
Giver of security, home and wealth
While my soul journeys where it will
you care for my body, granting me
a dry, warm apartment, food when I hunger,
the things I need and even a few I want.
In return I share your blessings,
passing along donations or comfort when I can.
I beseech you now, please comfort me.
You helped me find a job when I needed one
and it has kept me whole and warm
but the commute is long and gas is expensive.
I miss the cozy apartment I’ve built.
I seek your kindness again, o Queen of Disks.
May the job market be as fertile as your forests.
May I find favor in the eyes and ears
of HR representatives and hiring committees.
May the benefits be generous and pay steady
that I can relax, and feel safe in your blessing.