Het Heru
13 May 2024
It is time
this totem is mine
Blue bells chime
to my rhyme
A thought weaving so pristine
river Nile a shrine
A frame fair
shivers through your hair
effigy
melody
you walk into crooks of me
chosen ecstasy
Het Heru
you grow within me
like a tree
dancing free
arms extended white and blue
your embrace so true
Reading of the poem:
Ancient Egyptian Music – Hathor
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