Spoken Word: TEMPLE OF ISIS

Like papyrus blossoms  
sprung from the Nile,  
towering pillars stand  
as a forest ablaze  
with temple torch lights  

While above, through crossbeams  
of cedars from Lebanon  
are seen constellations  
that the pyramids of Giza  
mapped out on an earthbound grid-  
 
A stellar connection from the  
golden seat of the Sun God,  
to the darkness of the Underworld.  
 
The One who graces this place  
on such a night before the act,  
whose success is sanctioned  
by her utterances, comes-  
 
The Eye of RA,  
overseen by the Phallus of Osiris  
in the Shrine of Sokar,  
The confederacy of Seth, wherein  
what is near is burning-  
 
The stone gods bear witness  
as voices are raised  
to chant in solemn song  
the words she speaks—  
 
O you who are invisible,  
do not await me, for I am Isis.  
You found me when I had  
disarranged the hair round my face  
and my scalp adornments disordered.  
I have become pregnant as Isis,  
I have conceived as Nephthys.  
Isis drives out  
those who would disturb me.  
The dread of me  
follows after me.  
My dignity is before me.  
Millions bend their arms to me.  
The common folk serve me.  
The associates of my enemies  
are destroyed for me.  
The grey-haired ones  
uncover their arms for me.  
The well-disposed  
give sweet things to me.  
Those who are in Heliopolis  
create things for me.  
I live according to my will,  
for I am Wadjet,  
Lady of the Devouring Flame,  
and few approach me.