So do we turn to his Consort the Goddess Sarasvati, who brings the greatest aeon in harmony with the shortest heart' beat, through Her Divine Music. Let us move to the Measure of Time upon the Spindle of the Cycles. The Three Norns spin Past, Present and Future as They Sit beneath the Ash-Tree Yggdrasil. Let us offer reverence to the Norns. The Norns may not be invoked, for Their Holiness is beyond the Manifest.
Veneration alone is necessary to receive Their Aid.
May the words of the Philosopher Plato be given that we may duly honour the Fates. Their robes are white, their heads are garlanded, and They sing to the music of the sirens. Lachesis sings of things past, Clotho of things present, Atropos of things to come. Atropos turns the inner rims with her left hand, while Lachesis takes inner and outer rims with her left and right hand alternately. Souls of a day, here you must begin another round of mortal life.