Dua Sekhmet.

[kiya]

I was praying to Sekhmet last night, and She told me that I should make Her a praise. I sat down earlier today to work on it and got curbstomped and told that free verse was not acceptable.

So I wrote Her a sonnet.

O Lady of the piercing, burning gaze
Flame-wreathed, flame-warded, desert lioness
Whose fearsome vengeance stalks the heart transgressed
Against the law; Whose brilliant shining rays
Allow no flaw to go unmarked. Ablaze,
Her cauterising touch is a caress,
A transformation shaping a distress
Into a strength within Her hands upraised.
How fierce Her countenance, how sure Her will,
How deep Her hunger and how broad Her reach,
How powerful Her voice, how sweet Her breath,
How bottomless Her knowledge and Her skill,
How relentless the discipline She'll teach.
All praise, Sekhmet, who holds both life and death.

Thanks to fyrekat for her list of epithets and titles, without which I'd have had a much harder time writing that.

Posted to my journal, dua_sekhmet, and the KOL board.

Comments

[fyrekat.livejournal.com]

My heart is singing and I am crying- I wish that I could write praises like that. Short of that, I am grateful to you for sharing what you have written- do you mind if I use it? It would make a great meditation piece for ritual.

[kiya]

Please, do feel free to use it. I'm very glad that it speaks so well to people who know Her better than I do; it gives me confidence that I got it right.