My Desert

I am made captive in my own desert of confinement  
My ramparts are high and my battlements unforgiving  
For I love the sun and my chained autonomy  

 I await the one who will undo this self imprisonment 
The one who was prophesied at my creation to release me  
Leading me through my temple gates to sovereignty  

The false will come, they will try and fail   
So I dance in the sun awaiting the one   
Who will lead me to truth  
~~Thy Daughter

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

Dark Journey

Isis and Osiris are leading me, breaking me; re-molding me . . . everything around me is falling apart, breaking down and directing me somewhere.  Oh how I wish I could see.  I am on a dark journey; I cannot even see the path at my feet.  The light - when present - is faint, in the distance and is like a glimmer that beckons me forward, because that is all I have right now.

La Luna

Oh beautiful orb cushioned in the curtain of night 

Shining with silvery light; the reflected glory of the sun
Ancient knowledge is carried on her sacred beams
So my soul can drink in the magic of the universe
~~Thy Daughter

Dreaming this LIfe

For now I go down to the halls where my true self stays 

I awaken to the real world leaving this one far behind

Whole and at peace I wonder into Ra’s golden fields to play

Awaken me not before my time eternity here I could spend

To dance to sing to laugh to love as only my true self can

Once full of Ra’s sacred light back to the corporeal my way I will wend

To nourish my heart with divine words from the real world

The Trick

For there are steps to climb and enchantments to say here in this shadow world, where words are swords and axes verbs which tool will you use?

Unchanged

We rush through this incarnation

Anxious to feel the next sensation

Fleeing our reflection hoping for a sign

That in our uniqueness we are alike inside

Despising the differences in life we see

Unless we first connive it for a fee

All the while fearing those that know not

Or care not if you are real