In Memory: the Wesir Terry Atwood

"to the west"

To the West, to the West, to the West, to the West,
The Beautiful Mistress of the Horizon embraces you
The Lady of the Life of the Two Lands protects you
The Noble Woman of the House greets you
The sun falls behind your back as you step past the Limit

The scales are level
The Scribe and the Royal Son regard you
Your unique heart does not speak against you
The feather is measured true
Ma'at is set right.

You are justified.

You are the Wesir,
Shining as gold.
Offerings of bread, and beer, and all good things
Are placed before you a thousand times a thousand times a thousand times.

Your name is warm in the hearts of those who loved you
Your cares lie outcast
Your troubles are forgotten.

Beloved, Beloved, Beloved, Beloved,
Your father, the Hidden One, in His Name of Ra, in His Name of Wesir,
Draws you to His side.
You are dressed in the finest raiment.
Your ba is satisfied.
Your ka is content.

You are justified.

You are welcome.

Imakhu Sekhausmutes, meryBast
February 17, 1999

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