Sunday, September 25, 2011

Descent

My journey into the Duat has become a torturous descent
Daemons, divas and dervishes confront my truth
My path is strewn with obstacles that are magically bent

I keep moving only because the dim unwavering light of Heru 
Seen in the distance calling me to my fate
My comfort in this darkness engulfing me is the hand of Anpu

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