Noon

Intro

I greet you, goddess of the noonday light —
in your triumph and in your beauty.

Noon – Ahathoor (South)

Intro

In the brightness of noon,
I remember myself.
(I remember myself.)

Verse 1 – Original

Hail unto Thee who art Ahathoor in Thy triumphing,
even unto Thee who art Ahathoor in Thy beauty,
who travellest over the heavens in thy bark
at the Mid‑course of the Sun.

Tahuti standeth in His splendour at the prow,
and Ra-Hoor-Khuit abideth at the helm.

Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Morning.
(Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Morning.)

Chorus

The light does not hide. Neither do I.
(Neither do I.)
I am seen. I am here.
(I am seen. I am here.)

Verse 2 – Interpretation

I greet you, goddess of the noonday light —
in your triumph and in your beauty.

You sail across the sky in your solar boat at noon,
at the high point of the sun.

Wisdom rides in the front, bright and clear,
and fierce joy steers from the back.

I greet you from the houses of morning —
from the bright, awakened world I step into.
I stand in its full gaze.

Chorus

The light does not hide. Neither do I.
(Neither do I.)
I am seen. I am here.
(I am seen. I am here.)

Outro

I stand in the full light.
(I stand in the full light.)

Loui crow

This is a record of becoming.

I make music, practice mirror work, somatic rage fits, and small forms of magick that help me stay present and kind while things change.

I write songs for myself.

I talk through old patterns, grief, and survival habits as I notice them loosening.

I follow what supports me staying here — language, ritual, gentleness, curiosity.

Much of what lives here carries the influence of Louise Hay and Abraham Hicks, especially the idea that the body listens to language and that focus shapes experience.

Nothing here asks belief.

I share what I am learning as I go in case anyone resonates.

I leave breadcrumbs.

Take what feeds you.

Leave the rest for the birds.

I am molting.

You are welcome here.

https://louicrow.com
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