Midnight

Written By Loui Crow
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Midnight – Khephra (North)

Intro

I trust the dark.

The Sun is not seen.
Its work continues.
In the darkest hour of night,
I trust what I cannot see.
(I trust what I cannot see.)

Verse 1 – Original

Hail unto Thee who art Kephrah in Thy hiding,
even unto Thee who art Kephrah in Thy silence,
who travellest over the heavens in thy bark
at the Midnight Hour 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 Evening.
(Hail unto Thee from the Abodes of Evening.)

Chorus

Hidden creative force, unseen will —
I trust the dark.
(I trust the dark.)

Verse 2 – Interpretation

I greet you, hidden sun —
in your silence and your steady, unseen journey.

Your solar boat rolls through the underworld at midnight,
carrying the light to the east.

Wisdom rides in the front, wordless and knowing.
Fierce joy steers from the back, unhurried.

I greet you from the houses of evening —
from the quiet hours where I rest and dream,
where the work of renewal happens without my eyes.

The dark holds what is becoming.
I close my eyes and trust the turning.

Chorus

Hidden creative force, unseen will —
I trust the dark.
(I trust the dark.)

Outro

I sleep in the arms of the hidden light.
(I sleep in the arms of the hidden light.)

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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