#devotional prayer

Bright Phoebus,

Golden-haired Divine Twin of Artemis,

Shining and smiling beautifully,

Watching and protecting humanity.

Beloved Son of Kind Leto and Thundering Zeus,

He of Healing and Plague.

He who plays sweet and sad melodies.

He who is Truth and Patron of the Arts,

I look to you in comfort and warmth

As the passing days grow warmer and longer.

Hail to you Bastet, who drives out darkness.

I devote my love and thanks to you for your beauty and affection stirs joy within my ba and ka.

Please help me embody your gracious charm and protective qualities, gorgeous lady of jubilation.

I take comfort in knowing that you watch over me through the eyes of cats as well as the rays of the moon.

Like the changing colors of the leaves, it inches through me

Helpless to stop it

And known is its inevitable conclusion.

As I lay across the earth, I wonder

If you too feel such things;

If the color of golden death makes you begin to weep

Tears of red and yellow, Autumn’s ails upon us.

I know, in Days, there will come dawn again,

And Helios will warm our faces,

And the grass shall sway in Notus’ breeze.

But now- Autumn reigns upon us, and us-

Soundless Mourner, Graceful Demeter-

i look out at the sun; and how it shines onto the leaves, and the ground, and how bright it makes the sky. how beautifully warm it is. and i think of You.

today, i will read a book in the sun for You. i will soak up the light, and the vitamins, and heat. i will look at Your rays; i will feel Your heat — and tears will well in my eyes. tears of pure joy. the pure joy that You cause me to feel. loving You, praising You, and honoring You is such an intense gift that it overwhelms me physically and emotionally. being able to honor You bring me so much happiness.

thank you for Your warmth, my dearest Son of Leto. thank you for the warmth that You have gifted us. Your warmth is through the sun, the way that sweet music flows and fills my body. realizing that hours have gone by, and you’ve listened to a hundred songs. Your warmth is singing along to a song, then hearing yourself and thinking “wow. i’m not too bad!”.Your warmth is reading a line of poetry that makes you stop and ask yourself how someone could even think of that. Your warmth is something i promise not to take for granted. once again, my Lord,

📜✍️ 🫀⚖️🪶

Thoth who dwells in the House of Life,

Lord of the Mansion of the Moon,

Most devoted to Maat,

And partner to Sheshat.

You saved the Horus child

From the scorpion's sting,

And restore the Eye,

Rendering it whole again each month.

For you know all the Words,

Of healing and magic,

Life, death, and rebirth.

Tutor and scribe,

Physician and magician,

Chiefest of Gods,

Him of the many names.

You know my true name,

For you recorded it on the day of my birth.

You see all that I do and hear all that I say,

And it is you who shall declare my worth

When my heart is weighed

At the end of my Earthly time.

Look kindly upon me Thoth,

And help me to learn and understand

What it means to live a good life,

Oh sweet summers Moon, oh darling Selene, you never stop to astonish us all.

You stun us in your beautiful gaze, I will graciously ask to bear such a sight, taking my time to breathe it all in, how is it that you are always endlessly patient and kind? I feel as if I don't deserve such a hand.

You know things that I can't bear like no other, I turn to you in my times of sorrow.

I am filled with loneliness, apathy, and desperation. You never shy away from the wide and expansive emotional sea. You dance on the tides with me, toe and toe in the sweet salty tides.

Oh, sweet loving one. I am so unbelievably blessed in your moonlight, all-shining titaness, we adore you no matter the phase.

I listen to your words now and hear them in my dreams, how am I to please you? How can I be more worthy of your love? I plea to you desperate in this sorrowful seat I am in.