A volley of torrential rain... You swept all the blossoms from my rose garden. Dismay fumed my tears to flames. Flames of dedication flickered my candle. Fallen roses were apostles at the feet of Isis... the Moon Goddess. Tranquility bloomed from my dearest fallen roses. Soft flames added to my devotion. A chant crooned in the air... Tua Anset...Tua Anset... Tua Anset.
Poet’s Note: Tua Anset, the chant to pray in front of Isis
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