The magic of imminent day
erases all the signs of war –
where heaps of broad destruction lay,
the floodplains now
stretch, waking; they
forget the night before.
In the city, the rams do bow
as light o’er th’walls does pour!
A beetle moves, silhouetted,
along th’roof of a mud-brick wall,
rolling an orb of dung b’fore it.
The Barque Of Night,
trials completed,
meets th’Barque Of Day! A call
rings out from th’Bennu bird in flight!
The Aten dazzles all!
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Image credit – Ali Galal
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