Egyptian Prayer of Fertility
Oh, Isis mother goddess of everything and all, mother To Horace, please hear my plea I am but an unworthy servant, beseeching you to grant me one thing My womb is barren, I ask you with your hand of fertility, to please find it within your heart to touch me Do me thing one thing and so much happiness into my life you would bring.
My trustful husband, regardless of no child, he stands right beside me I know I am not worthy, of what happiness you could bring to me But I have always tried to be your faithful servant, I beg of you, please hear my plea I shall always be loyal, I hope you don't think I'm selfish, but a child would make me happy and full of glee.
I bow before you in humbleness, grace, and humility But, Isis, oh Isis, I know you are just, to even listen to what I have to say Regardless, oh goddess, by your side I shall always be I know if you hear me, I can depend on you just as I do Rah, riding his chariot to bring us each a blessed new day.
I am only a lowly servant in the palace of your messenger, Pharaoh But a child, an unexpected gift for my husband, to him what a smile that would bring I try to obey all laws, always trying to make sure the seeds of goodness I sow A babe to hold next to my bosom, oh how my heart would sing.
My time of bearing years, well now they have almost gone away That is why my prayer to you now is most urgent My husband and I have been together many years, but my womb remains barren, in this I have no say So I humble myself to you in hopes to us a babe will be sent,
Oh goddess of mother earth, you yourself are a mother You will understand how important it is to have a child of your own You should understand my plight and I above all others Oh goddess, I know you always protect me, knowing this, I know I am never alone.
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dark poet, fantasy writer
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Synopsis
I just imagined how an Egyptian woman of some years felt about being barren, I am an amateur Egyptologist, Lol! One of my passions
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