One of the reasons I’ve been so quiet on social media is that I’ve been deep in research for my next book: Mother Of All Stories. (Working Title) However, I’ve jumped on here today to share a deeply moving poem that I came across in my research - The Song of the Harper from Ancient Egypt 2100BC
The poem was inscribed in a tomb along with the image of a blind man playing a harp. It is thought that the harpist played and sang the song during the funerals for the deceased. It’s not related to Motherhood especially, but I think there’s inspiration for all of us here. Happy Sunday! “Fortunate is this prince,
For happy was his fate, and happy his ending.
One generation passes away and the next remains,
Ever since the time of those of old.
The gods who existed before me rest now in their tombs,
And the blessed nobles also are buried in their tombs.
But as for these builders of tombs,
Their places [tombs] are no more.
What has become of them
I have heard the words of Imhotep and Hardedef [sages of the Old Kingdom]
Whose maxims are repeated intact as proverbs.
But what of their places
Their walls are in ruins,
And their places are no more,
As if they had never existed.
There is no one who returns from beyond
That he may tell of their state,
That he may tell of their lot,
That he may set our hearts at ease
Until we make our journey
To the place where they have gone.
So rejoice your heart!
Absence of care is good for you;
Follow your heart as long as you live.
Put myrrh on your head,
Dress yourself in fine linen,
Anoint yourself with exquisite oils
Which are only for the gods.
Let your pleasures increase,
And let not your heart grow weary.
Follow your heart and your happiness,
Conduct your affairs on earth as your heart dictates,
For that day of mourning will surely come for you.
The Weary-Hearted does not hear their lamentations,
And their weeping does not rescue a man’s heart from the grave.
Enjoy pleasant times,
And do not weary thereof.
Behold, it is not given to any man to take his belongings with him,
Behold, there is no one departed who will return again.
#carpediem #enjoy #life #motherofallstories