Intent

Clear is my mind 

My heart never riven

Profane flesh I bind

My soul is unshriven

. . . Purpose so pure

Chaos

As I fall thru the realm of chaos I see daemons, dervishes and  devas – unbirthed thought forms waiting for my epiphany of creation.

MY BELOVED

To universe end on wings of gold my beloved he doth fly

With fathers eyes and mothers heart his soul sends a cry

Of the end he does bring and a new revelation of life

But first beloved come to my hallowed hall

For my heart  - your house is your place of rest 

~~Thy Wife

La Luna

Oh beautiful Mistress cushioned in the curtain of night
Shining with hallowed light; the reflected glory of the sun
Ancient knowledge is carried on your sacred beams
So my soul can drink in the magic of the universe
~~Thy Daughter

Sacred Incarnations

Her starry womb enshrines my hallowed Akh
The divine ether speaks to my sacred ren
His sacred spark sustains my secret ka
Forcing me to shed my superstitions
Initiating immaculate inspirations
Weaving inspired convictions
Seeding my very ba
~~Thy Daughter

Hunger

The Night tempts my soul to shed this fragile shell
Your bones whisper their enchanted secrets
Promises of sanctified delights the neters prove pale

Myths from primeval shores play in your fire
The light from burning ancient texts wither at your will
Fearless forest denizens praise your hallowed pyre

I cling to your skirts shrouded in starry tombs
Hungry for the cosmic crumbs my humanity can digest
~~Thy Daughter

CRUMBLED SPLENDOR

I have awakened oh father in this time
I see my gates have fallen and temples crumbled
Where are my priests to sing your praises
I have awakened to a darkened land
I see only emptiness in the hearts of many
I am saddened that your light only lives in my heart now.

~~Thy Daughter

Not Here

There's courage involved if you want to become truth.
There is a broken-open place in a lover.
Where are those qualities of bravery and sharp compassion in this group?
What's the use of old and frozen thought.
I want a howling hurt.
This is not a treasury where gold is stored; this is for copper.
We alchemists look for talent that can heat up and change.
Lukewarm won't do.
Halfhearted holding back, well-enough getting by?
Not here.
~~ Soul of Rumi

 

Truth . .  I am reminded everyday I live disingenuously and fall way short of impeccability.  Still I fall and try again . .  or at least I tell myself I will try again.

Daughter of Wenennefer

I am the Daughter of Wenennefer

I stand in the halls of the Duat

I hold the crook and flail as my father judges

I set the feather of Ma’at on the scale

I see the weak, the wicked, the strong, the poor

I hear them all utter the negative confession

I witness Ammit eat the hearts of the wicked

I perceive the ka and the ba of the righteous ascend

I journey in the barq of my grandfather Amun

I play in the Field of Aaru

~~Thy Daughter

Submissions

Wonderful news today (keeping fingers crossed) hopefully some of my writings will be published.  Words of my heart reaching others.  Hopefully I will know more soon.  I gave several submissions  hope they find favor.  Perhaps others will find joy when praising their deities too.

KITH AND KIN

For I am Daughter of earth and sky
and sister the moon doth call me
as I traverse these earthly halls
my skin does change each new lifetime
But my soul remains divine

For wind and rain will sing of me

In this life and many more
For I have new myths to weave
and hope for distant shores