Amanda Aremisia Forrester
I sing my next song in honor of Ptah, the Maker
Blue-faced creator God
May the words of my mouth be pleasing to Him
Ptah rules over all the earth
Over the depths of the Underworld
And the starry vault of Heaven
He knows the name of everything
Which dwells between Nuit and Geb
For everything in existence
Issues forth from Him
Lord of ideas, of imagination, of manifestation
Through the words of Ptah all life comes forth
Through the magic of His mouth He brings all to be
He foresees the future ages of man
And all we will bring to be.
Holy Ptah, may I create
But a fraction of a fraction of a fraction
Of Your greatness.
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