Sunsest

Written By Loui Crow
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What was mine to do, I have done.
I thank the light for its work.

Sunset – Tum (West)

Intro

The sun lowers toward the western edge.
I release what I have carried today.
(I release what I have carried today.)

Verse 1 – Original

Hail unto Thee who art Tum in Thy setting,
even unto Thee who art Tum in Thy joy,
who travellest over the heavens in thy bark
at the Down‑going 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 Day.
(Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Day.)

Chorus

What was mine to do, I have done.
I thank the light for its work.
I welcome the quiet.
(I welcome the quiet.)

Verse 2 – Interpretation

I greet you, setting sun —
in your descent and in your quiet joy.

Your solar boat carries the dying light
across the western sky, at the close of the day.

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

I greet you from the houses of day —
from the bright hours I have walked through,
the work I have done, the love I have given.

The day completes its arc.
I release the light.
It goes where it goes.

Chorus

What was mine to do, I have done.
I thank the light for its work.
I welcome the quiet.
(I welcome the quiet.)

Outro

The sun will rise again.
I rest in the gathering dark.
(I rest in the gathering dark.)

Loui Crow

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

I write songs for myself, my inner child, and for the woman I am becoming.
I work through old patterns, grief, and survival habits as I notice them loosening.

Sometimes I write as the Crow — that's my ideal self. Direct, unattached, protective, grounded in something older than my fear. Other voices come through too. The snake. The spider. The fly. The ghosts are the false selves I created to survive. I write as all of them, for my own self-hypnosis — unpacking who I've been so that my son can fill his days with joy and I can stop being such a reactive parent. I'm in the middle of it all. I just keep showing up.

I use Suno for vocals and instrumentals — the vocals are seeded from my own voice. I'm a disabled veteran and a stay-at-home mom.

Over the last year, I climbed an emotional ladder I didn't know I was on. Many of my earlier releases were the scream — my depression, anger, insecurity.

The last album that came out of that climb is called "Mirror, Mirror off the Wall." It starts with depression and ends with gratitude.

Much of what lives here carries the influence of Louise Hay and Abraham Hicks, especially the idea that my body listens to my thoughts — and that where I place my attention, my life follows.

I leave breadcrumbs in case anyone resonates.

Take what feeds you.
Leave the rest for the birds.

I am molting.
You are welcome here.

https://louicrow.com
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