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For Nephthys

January 7, 2010

You, whose darkness enhances your sister
as the light of Isis enhances you,
You, who know what it is like
to taste love and pleasure
on one not lawfully your own,
You, who are Guardian of the Dead
and Comforter of the Living,
hear me now.
There is that which is gone
but not forgotten.
Help me to recover
the pieces of my heart.
Aid me in binding it together,
smoothing over the cracks.
Teach me how to let go
of that which no longer builds me up
so that I can remember fondly yet
not dwell on what is not meant to be.
Relieve me of my mourning,
of my anger, of my tears.
Support me in my effort
to stride into tomorrow,
head high and smiling.
Rebirth my heart, oh lovely lady.
Help me to live again.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. henadology permalink
    January 8, 2010 9:32 AM

    Beautiful, and very insightful.

    Like

  2. January 8, 2010 10:25 AM

    thank you. That means a lot to me coming from you!

    Like

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