I am light entering unto fire
coming forth and shining through darkness;
there is no season
... does not hold the shape
of its Beloved,
no time in which the earth,
does not sing;
the heavens speak,
the flame bursts on your cheek;
all things are possible.
Go, then,
blue-lidded daughter of dawn;
go, and make of this world
something beautiful.
~ Egyptian Book of Coming Forth by Day
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