The Gate of Isis

Mother today I ask

Mother today i ask
For help in my task
Of growing, that long journey
Which is filed with everything but “the surely”
All is uncertain
But u other pull the curtain
Over that which is impure
You help us decide when we aren’t sure
Provided You reside in our demure
Make my soul fertile
Let me fertilise like the Nile
The souls around me with your message
Let me Be so that I will be able
To receive Your messages through the cable
That shall exist between fruit and tree
Let me be so tat I will be able to see
Where to step and where the traps lie
Ready to ensnare my soul with lies
Or any other means let me cry
Only tears of joy and when I die
Let me entertain you like a simple toy
Does an innocent boy.