Two Eyes Cenote moonrising

Compass; polestar; a goddess in earthly form taking shape of first Hathor and then Iset; Toula.

The minutes slow. Somewhere in the desert a gutter is purified and girls reclaim their childhoods. The houses that built them will not be burned down. She sees Tuna’s smile and her lips move but the world is silent. Eset slides gently to her knees, stretches her arms, feels the cool stone on her temple and Toula’s light on her ears.

"Iset she is, and from her life are fed all showers and suns,
all moons that wax and wane, all stars and streams,
the living and the dead,
the mystery of pleasure and of pain.

She is the Mother. She the speaking sea. She the Earth in its fertility.
Life, death, love, hatred, light, darkness, return to her, to her.
Iset she is, and to her beauty draw.

All glories of the Universe bow down,
the blossom and the mountain and the dawn.
Fruits blush and women are creations crowned."

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invocation adapted from here