Grandfather cradled me
Massaged my forehead with prayer
Chanted softly my name , ripe
as nocturne, soothing evening song
Anointed me. Summoned into my veins
the mighty Nile ; we seized the moment —
the mystique, the ancient, the eternal
wonder–of my being. Imbued
my swarthiness , resonant radiance.
Now my father cradled me.
Massaged my heels with clay clutched new
Then arched me into the heavens.
The Sky Eye approved. We
glow in the knowing.
Behold, I AM