Gaze upon the risen Horus
Announced by Mitra blazing on the horizon
Gloriously unfolding before us
Embrace the exiled, Brother Set
Terrified, one Dei, we will all forget
It was he who pierced the great Apep
Lay upon the spires of the grand guardian of the primordial abyss
And rise like a tree that is determined to live
To grow, to provide, to guide, to shelter, to give
Gather the divinely dismembered corpse
Scattered on Snake Mountain's slopes
And elope
Climb the Tree of the Middle Place
And gaze back down upon the human race
Which turns out to be, only a reflection of your [own] face
7/8/2017
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