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Various creative works, mostly by me but if I’ve come across something interesting from someone else, I will notate it below. Please do not use my work without credit, including my name and a link back to the website.

Oracle Poem to Wepwawet

Hail to Wepwawet!
Opener of the Ways, God of Eternity,
Lord of Strength, Honored Father.
The feet which walk the paths of life
may stray abroad,
But Your hand, Your voice,
Brings us to the path once more,
Or perhaps brings the path to us.

“Your destiny lies among these trees,
The path is not always beaten or trod.
Where you think you stray, you are not lost.
This is your Way; Open your eyes!
Look around, see where you are.
Always here, with Me.
Open your eyes.”

Where One Wanders

Walking in a forest, curled and
winding to an unknown goal,
Windows of the eyes unfurled and
worried for a wanton snow.

Waiting in the distance, shown as
weathered all below the rain,
Worn where all the flowers grow, but
willing to come back again.

Warbled words on moving air bring
wilted greenery a breath,
Wailing as if anywhere could
warp the very bounds of death.

Whirling puddles frozen over,
washed in gilded, blinding light,
Watching gold-tinged sparks leftover,
whispered to the darkest night.

Where we were the path unfolded,
waters in the rivers flow,
Weaving ‘round the bends, untold it
waits for stirring thoughts to grow.

Wanting to break free forever,
where one wanders, heart in tow.

Chantress of Wepwawet (Ta-aiy)

Praise to Your ka Wepwawet, Lord of Asyut.
Kissing the earth for Your beautiful face.
May You give life prosperity and health
To the ka of the Chantress of Wepwawet
Lord of Asyut Ta-iay, triumphant.
Be gracious, O Gracious One.
A servant is inclined to mischief: a Master
inclined to graciousness.
Be kind to me O Wepwawet.
I am the child of Your cow, who was born in Your stall.
Come to me so that You may make a firm place as You have said,
Give praise to Wepwawet the Compassionate God
Who creates on the winds.
Be propitious, O Propitious One.
May You give a good lifetime in the following of your ka
To the ka of the Chantress of Wepwawet Ta-iay.

Inspection / Votive Stela, Ramesside period (note: some words above are originally are uncertain but I have not marked them in this copy) – Cited in: DuQuesne The Salakhana Trove, Wheatley Opening the Way

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Wepwawet, Opener of the Way,
Bless Your coming and going.
Open the way for me and those I love
And close the way for those
Who would seek to do me harm.
Wepwawet, Opener of the Way,
Bless Your coming and going.

Written by Nakhtdreshetiu

Sekhmet, She of Flame

All Praise to Her: Nesret “She of Flame”
O Sekhmet-Hethert; Lady of Red Who is of greatness,
Great of Power, of Healing, and of Rage.
To She Who presides over the Lands and over the Year,
She Who drives out illness, mender of injury and anguish,
She Who is Bright, Lady of Flame, Mighty of Vengeance, Huntress of Fate,
She Whose voice echoes across the sands of earth and time,
To You I pray, embolden us with Your might, but spare us Your wrath.
May Your Flame be tempered and just in its destruction,
May we not be consumed, but rather reborn, and renewed,
and may Ma’at in all Balance, Justice, and Wisdom be with each of us
in all actions, words, and intentions.
O Unconquered One, we call out: May Your thirst be ever quenched,
to grant us Your favor and Your blessings.

Epag Day Prays
(written by Nesiwepwawet)

Wesir

He Who is above, and below.
Who comes forth from the horizon to create the heavens themselves,
Whose beauty fills the Earth at our feet.
The stars come from You,
the Blessed Dead shine forth.
Heritage of the land, Ruler of the two horizons,
Bless my comings and my goings
from each first light to the final journey West.
Ground me to the dirt as I tread,
black as pitch, cool like melted ice,
but lift me up to soar amongst the greatest heights
that I may know the bounds of Your Kingdom.
Bestow upon me Your grief
that I may know separation, sacrifice, and reconciliation,
to appreciate what came before
and welcome steps to come with an embrace.
He Who glides upon the lake like air,
and lifts the gentle birds upon His back,
refresh my face Yourself
so that I look upon this world with eyes anew.

Heru-wer

He Who comes to those who call, I call to You now.
O Strong One, Lord of Force and Strength,
Who makes the enemies destroyed, lead us forth.
Stand with us against the coming storm, that we are not defeated.
Rise up! You Whose arrows cannot fail,
with Ma’at’s shield and just of voice, Your power is foretold.
As I sink down, down below the Nile
I ask of You Whose eyes are sun and moon
to lift me up, dusk to dawn, that I may know Your enemies and not my own.
You Whose spear is straight, Whose sight is clear and true,
I follow You with courage running deep.
Bring me to divides I dared not cross,
and at the bridge, the path Wepwawet rends,
we meet uniting both the East and West horizons here.
“Fight side-by-side,” together we are more than sums apart,
we triumph in Your shadow and Your light,
we seize this day, we claim it as our own.
We will not falter, nor will we fear,
we call to You, O Heru-wer, Great of Gods
Protect us where Your feet have trod,
and where we’re yet to know.

Set

O Set, Rebel coming in the night.
Bones of iron before Whom the sky does shake,
Who sends the storm above.
They say “He Who doesn’t care about the law”,
yet righteous swords do glint and arrows fly.
He Who fells isfet, poised atop the Barque of Ra,
outstretched hands fend off ̷A̷p̷e̷p̷ upon the hour.
Heru takes the Shield and You the Sword, ensure our victory!
That which torn apart can fight as One against a common goal.
Abhorrent or Beloved, each in its stride,
a time for all, a place to rest, a day to be.
And be this day indeed, take up the mantle,
You of Thunderous Sky and Shifting Sand.
Be sharp as flint and swift as bird,
stealth of fish yet strong as raging bull.
He Who loves the fight, Who holds his head on high,
Who welcomes dissonance abroad yet beats the drum
compelling, every sound yields on His might.
I stand with You, Lord of Blades and Power,
my bonds undone, I will not bow to evil.

Aset

Beautiful Aset, Lady of Joy, Rejoicing in Ma’at.
She Who births the year ahead, rise up as Sopdet in the sky
and shine on the horizon.
We stand upon the outcrop; vast the waters flow,
She comes to shore and brings the Nile, creates the wind,
the wind cries back: “This grief that’s down within the earth,
this mourning deep in You, and you,
it is released, and cooled, and swept away.”
Wash away my fear, Protectress of all
Who lights the sky and splits the way for the Barque.
Make magic here, ebullience abound,
bring forth delight we meet with song and praise;
You who feeds the child and brings the Breath of Life,
yet many knives lay wait for those who harm.
Hear our sistra, know our hearts,
We speak our words to You that they are whole and true.
You the Power that makes Kings,
Who sets the sun disk at the sullen sky,
Your focus tasks us Zep Tepi ahead
we kneel before You now and request Your favor.

Nebt-het

She, Nebt-het, Who gives us triumph, Herald our victory!
The East wind meets the West, You O Divine Sister.
Lift Ra to Nut once more and let the darkness pass.
Midwife to life, we also mourn the fallen here
though death is not eternal.
Care for our agony and pain as if Your own,
O Mistress of the House lead us to contemplation.
We call to You to lift the veil, show that which moonlight hides,
refresh us at the Oasis between the desert and the hill.
She Who saves the Gods and protects the land,
with perfect love and perfect sight,
we praise You, offer to You every thing that’s good,
appease the flame and scorching breath
that we may rest in friendship and nobility.
Now and at our hour of end of life,
bring beer and grain and wine and endless meat,
we bend the back to You in great lament,
You grasp our hand, transform our sorrow into praise:
“Each moment is a choice, a gift, which does not change the past
but builds upon it. Each brick, each step, cannot be
for not the ones which came before.”
You before the dawn of the First Day, we call You down,
with us now and to the break of dawn.