Isis help to Osiris and prayer to be empowered in heaven

Isis help to Osiris and prayer to be empowered in heaven
6 December 2025
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Hail to thee Isis, lady of the rainstorm, lover of fire, lady of the temple, slaughterer of the fiends at night, disposer of light, mistress of flames, hacker in pieces in blood, (she who) is within the cavern of her Lord, hiding her creations, carrying away hearts, devouring water, lying down watching to make lamentation for her brother Osiris.

Hail Thoth making to triumph Osiris over his enemies. Horus is, Osiris is and Isis is. Osiris his heart rejoiceth. Horus his heart dilateth with joy. The two regions are at peace through it. Osiris, he hath destroyed his enemies, he hath destroyed evil. He will come forth from fire every.

Hail to thee Osiris, hail to thee Isis, hail to thee Horus. May my heart be to me in the House of hearts. May be to me my heart, may it rest in me. May be to me my mouth (that) I may speak with it, my two legs to walk. Be opened to me the doors of Heaven. May make strong Anubis my legs to rise up for myself. I know my heart. I have gained power over my heart. I have gained power over my two hands and arms. I have gained power over my feet. Not shall be imprisoned my soul (with) my body (at) the gates of Amenta, at my entrance in peace and coming forth in peace.



Anet hra’k Aset nebt ãatet mer setau nebt het ã uheset sebãu em mãśeru sert nehepu urś śememet xebt her snef ãmt xen tepeh neb-s ãment qemamu-s Ɵetet hãt qeq mu-s st’er res-s her ãrit kabit her sen-s Ãusãr.

ã Tehuti semaãxeru Ãusãr er xefta-f. Heru pu Ãusãr pu Aset pu ãu Ãusãr ãb-f net-em ãu Heru ab-f ãu ãu ãterti hetep-tu her-s. Ãusãr ter-f xefta-f ter-f tut ãu-f per-f em xet nebt.

Anet hra’k Ãusãr, anet hra’k Aset, anet hra’k Heru ãb-a nã em pa ãbu ãu-nã ãb-ã hetep-f ãm-ã ãu-nã re-ã t’etu-ã am-f ret-ã er śemt un-nã aã en pet serut en Anpu masti-ã Ɵesu er-ã rex-ã em ãb-ã sexem-ã em hãti-ã sexem-ã em ããui-a sexem-ã em ret-ã ãn xenã-tu bã-ã er xat-ã her sebau nu Ãmentet em ãq-ã em hetep pert em hetep.

Reading of the prayer/incantation:
Isis Mother of Healing – Temple of Aron Ra

We are creators

We are creators
30 November 2025
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Manifest
The dark throngs await
Fear to hold
Tales untold
I have more to me than weight
creative mind zest

Images
birth me stellar sights
Inside me
the insights
Alternate reality
I burn no bridges

Stories tell
Truth of our great minds
The whirring
us reminds
of our features which glowing
other lies dispel

We are tall
Like evergreen trees
Predators
make us small
When the fears we slow release
we are creators

Reading of the poem:
The White Butterfly - Thought Form

Adoration of Isis triumph and prosperity

Adoration of Isis triumph and prosperity
25 November 2025
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Hail to thee Isis in thy might, in thy strength, Mother of every soul on Earth. Rise thou up. Thou goest round Heaven. Thou goest round Earth. I have come to thee Isis. I adore thee. I make an entrance. I have opened the way. I have bandaged the eye of Horus for him. I have poured water upon the cuttings in the flesh easing the pain. I the avenger of right have avenged his eye. I say let it be that there is no repulse to me. Make thou for me ways all prosperous before thee. Grant ye that may the sight of Ra make me triumphant.

Rise thou up. Conquer thou O Isis. Lady of Heaven, mistress of the world, Lady of mortals, Lady of the altar, Beloved of every God, destroyer of the enemies of the still heart. Grant that I may be with you every day.I have come to thee and my heart possesseth right and truth. Not is there sin in my body, not have I spoken lies with knowledge, not have I acted with a double motive. Grant thou to me a coming forth in the presence at the altar of the Lords of right and truth, not being driven away my soul from the sight of the disk forever.


Anet hra’k Aset em sexem-k em user-k Mut neb ba-ã em Ta. Ɵes-tu rer-k Pet rer-k Ta. I-nã xer-k Aset tua-a tu ari-nã sexem ap-nã uat. Seśet-nã maat en Ausar nef. Pekas-nã nesp semet’em men. Net maãt net-nã maat-f. T’et-nã xeper an xesef er-ã. Ãri-nek nã uat neb nefert xer-k. Mã-ten maa Ra ãri-nã maãxeru.

Ɵes-tu sexem-k Aset. Nebt Pet, hent taui, nebt tememet, nebt xaut, smert neter neb, het’et xeft nu urt ãb. Ãmmã un-nã hena-ten hru neb. I-nã xer-k ãb-ã xen maãt ãn ãsf em xat-ã, ãn t’et-ã ker em rex, ãn ãri-ã sep sen tã-k nã per embah her xaut nebu maãt, ãn śentu ba-ã maa ãƟen t’etta

Reading of the ancient Egyptian prayer/adoration:
Isis | Rise of the Sacred Flame
Youtube version of the prayer/adoration:

In bosom brightened

In bosom brightened
17 November 2025
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Yesterday
I looked into dark
Brittle spark
bade me sight
I compounded triple night
for Earth to repay

World harsh is
renews cycles’ pains
Within me
rainbow stains
I grow strong like the marshes
wading into sea

Water flows
within my blue veins
Gathering
my remains
I rebirth into myself
forsaking all help

I shine on
All sadness now gone
Within me
Purple tree
speaks of shadows united
in bosom brightened

Reading of the poem:
Wounds turned to Wings | Soulful rnb for Healing Hearts – Tiana Jade

Je suis dans ailleurs / I am elsewhere

Je suis dans ailleurs (see translation into English below the first youtube video)
16 novembre 2025
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Mon cœur bat
et la Terre s’envole
équipée
farandoles
mes yeux s’enfoncent de nuitées
à compter tes pas

Demain luit
dans les profondeurs
de la nuit
Tout finit
dans nos indicibles lueurs
au jeu de l’oubli

Rêve posthume
m’habille de senteurs
comme la brume
qui enfume
ma poitrine d’un doux malheur
Je suis dans ailleurs

Lecture du poème:
Élise de Lune - Là-bas


I am elsewhere
November 16, 2025
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My heart beats
and the Earth takes flight
equipped
in farandoles
my eyes sink from nights
counting your steps

Tomorrow shines
in the depths
of the night
Everything ends
in our indefinable glimmers
in the game of oblivion

Posthumous dream
clothes me in scents
like the mist
that fills
my chest with a sweet sorrow
I am elsewhere

Reading of the poem:
Sia - I am Healing (2025 Ai Music Video)

Opening the door

Opening the door
16 November 2025
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Hordes charging
into very depths
of our minds
Soul reminds
of the stories within hearts
Love is of the arts

We breathe low
our throats cross to bear
liquid glow
of the birth
Tendrils locking inside Earth
for body to share

Veins straining
against the poison
Heart knowing
we listen
The fetid mouths breathe reasons
in between treasons

I wake see
body upon floor
Limbs tender
surrender
to gusts of life inside me
opening the door

Back to three
Unknown trilogy
we cycle
against odds
fighting against cattle prods
will to recycle

We rise fast
outgrowing the past
our seeds new
chosen few
we will fight until the last
against the fake hue

Reading of the poem:
Veil of Silence — Ember’s Whisper Reignited

Mon vieux cœur bat en silence / My old heart beats in silence

Mon vieux cœur bat en silence
8 novembre 2025
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Je suis morte
un jour de blanche neige
Mes abats
sonnent trépas
Avant j’étais encore forte
Je soutenais siège

Les cieux bleus
annoncent mon cortège
vieux vestiges
d’un aveu
Un clair de lune qui m’abrège
dément mon vertige

Hier encore
Je tressais lilas
fleurs de nuit
fuyant corps
épuisé par les ébats
mensonges de l’ennui

Jour démence
s’élève dans ciel gris
les oiseaux
tombent en cris
Mon vieux cœur bat en silence
couvert oripeaux

Lecture du poème:
Élise de Lune - Lune




My old heart beats in silence
November 8, 2025
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I died
on a day of white snow
My entrails
ring death
Before, I was still strong
I held the siege

The blue skies
announce my procession
old ruins
of a confession
A moonlight that shortens me
denies my vertigo

Just yesterday
I was braiding lilacs
night flowers
fleeing a body
exhausted by the frolics
lies of boredom

Day of madness
rises in a gray sky
the birds
fall with cries
My old heart beats in silence
covered in faded finery

Reading of the poem:
The Last Goodbye – Deep Emotional Cinematic Mix DJ Artemida Emotions

When remembering the Light

When remembering the Light
28 October 2025
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Whispers stir
throughout my blood streams
There were fears
in my dreams
A million cries repaved them
a road to murmur

Hollow eyes
they build in me walls
where I shield
my heart’s door
Raging seas bring me ashore
to the land of sighs

I am knight
of otherworldly
My mind spins
rules and whims
When remembering the Light
it is not a fight

Reading of the poem:
Kalandra - Borders

Alternating consciousness

Alternating consciousness
26 August 2025
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You breathed me
a touch of sulphur
weaving through
Pervading
flames of a thousand dragons
senses confusing

Diffusing
my vein opens bright
shining thread
pulse they dread
through the burning light it sheds
as dark, soft it weds

I stir thoughts
Regrets woven through
actions stalled
moves recalled
hounding measures of closures
acid composures

Yesterday
I conquered kingdoms
My breath lit
jawlines’ grit
shores forsaking redemption
fire-bred assumption

I drew you
within my shadows
Tall erect
lines inflect
the courses of your lifetimes
through my soaring rhymes

We bore weight
of lessons to learn
praise to earn
memoirs churn
Alternating consciousness
wiping out distress

Reading of the poem:
Queen of Fire – Ember’s Song 

The saviours came from within us

The saviours came from within us
4-5 January 2025
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The sun shone hard on a dead land
’twas more heat than they could withstand
scorching waves shot up from the sand
They were melting under the rays

A river flowing set them straight
I knew we had little to wait
they had to be more than mere bait
presenting an offer to choose

Between sides he seemed to be torn
no sympathy for the forlorn
yet he displayed their death to mourn
To pretend but never to feel

His eyes darted from side to side
by no law was he to abide
Life for him was an easy ride
his eyes set neither here nor there

We looked upon him in dismay
some had seen in him God to pray
though he had neither will nor way
False idols stand where heroes fell

We knew it would not be the end
from hearts the future we could mend
healing ourselves we set new trend
the saviours came from within us


Written in the context of Ronovan writes Ovi Poetry Challenge using the word “sympathy” as inspiration. For more poems and the rules, follow this link https://ronovanwrites.com/2025/01/01/ovi-poetry-challenge-81-sympathy-is-your-inspiration/

Reading of the poem:
Ohm (Transfix Mix) · Gemma Luna · Miroslav Dorval · Adham Shaikh