Given that The Traveller’s Guide to the Duat is partially written in poetry, perhaps I should have a poetry section here. So, a poem.
This is a pantoum, which is a poetic form I was introduced to in high school in a creative writing class. I loved the pantoums; I probably wrote at least fifty of them. I still write them irregularly. The form on this one is kind of loose; the repeated lines should be identical, strictly speaking.
This one I wrote in 2008.
In the Ear of Heru-Sa-Aset
Self-rule is the first thing:
To know the length of your arm
Is to know the scope of your reach
And the limits of your strength.
Know that the length of your arm
Spans the width of your governance
And the limits of your strength
Hem in the boundaries of solitude
Span the width of your governance
With all the hands that serve your shoulder
Hem the boundaries of solitude
Beyond the skin of your embodiment.
With all the hands that serve your shoulder,
Self-rule is the first thing.
Possess the skin of your embodiment,
Know the scope of your reach.