“The king ascends to the sky among the gods dwelling in the sky. He stands on the great [dais], he hears (in judicial session) the (legal) affairs of men. Re finds thee upon the shores of the sky in this lake that is in Nut (the Sky-goddess). 'The arriver comes !' say the gods. He (Re) gives thee his arm on the stairway to the sky. 'He who knows his place comes,' say the gods. 0 Pure One, assume thy throne in the barque of Re and sail thou the sky. . . . Sail thou with the Imperishable Stars, sad thou with the Unwearied Stars. Receive thou the tribute' of the Evening Barque, become thou a spirit dwelling in Dewat. Live thou this pleasant life which the lord of the horizon lives (Pyr. 1169-72)-“

 

Preceding taken from: http://alexm.here.ru/mirrors/www.enteract.com/jwalz/Eliade/166.html

 

 

Orange Blob Sailing

 

Step into the small bark

Off the cold stones

Where the mist

Kisses the night-still waters.

 

We are all kings and queens in his kingdom.

Be!

Orange blob sailing.

 

Row slowly

Bringing light

First to any shore facing the east

And the most open fields.

 

We are all lords of the horizon in his kingdom.

Arise!

Orange blob sailing.

 

 

With sinewy arms flexing

Raise the leaping sail

Taut in the breeze

And sail thou the sky…

 

We are all blessed in his kingdom.

Sail!

Orange blob sailing.

 

 

albi

Copyright 2002

 

 


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