“Nut”, Egyptian Goddess

My beautiful picture

“Viriditas”, wc, janekohut-bartels, 2000

(Hardly an illustration of Nut, but will have to do for now.)

I post this poem for there is evidence the earliest Berbers were followers of Ammon and Isis, Egyptian deities.  



I am the Temple,
the Universe at night.

I am Goddess Nut.

I spread my body over
dark, silky skies
and the Sun is born from my
yawning mouth at dawn.

Fading moon
Creeps up my bowels at break of day
as does brother Sun
when his glory dimmed
and I cradle both
within me their majestic
glory now dulled down
like sleepy children
until release throws them
High in the sky.

I am the keeper.

All Celestial bodies
I, the nourisher
of life and death that passes.

I, Nut, sleep at day,
my stars and I well hidden
by the birth of Sun
but courted by Geb, Earth God
who sucks the night dew
from my two breasts with sweet lips
reaching with stiff member
makes the Earth fertile with love,
and the universe fruitful.

I am the River.

Water where distant
planets and stars sail
on their skyward journey,
the celestial travail.

My Houri marks time,
passage of cosmic travel
discarding veils
until naked at dawn,
retire to the horizon.
They sleep once again under
My belly and gathered near.

I am the passage.
I am the Keeper of Souls.
I am mystery.

My presence lends fear to man
I touch eyes with sleep.
I round out the universe
dark fulsome Night.

I am Nut.

Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2015

(Goddess Nut was published in Pitcher of Moon, 2014, Amazon.com (Createspace)


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