In the realm where Pharaohs once did reign,
A goddess emerged, a celestial refrain.
Isis, mighty and fair, a vision divine,
Her presence, a sanctuary, a radiant shrine.
Bearing wings of protection, like falcon in flight,
She weaves through the cosmos, a beacon of light.
In the tapestry of time, her story unfolds,
A saga of power, of mysteries untold.
Oh, Isis, with eyes that hold the stars,
A gaze that transcends both Venus and Mars.
Crowned with the moon, a celestial diadem,
In her grace, the ancient world found its anthem.
Goddess of magic, of wisdom profound,
With each whispered spell, miracles abound.
Mistress of life, in fields and in streams,
Her touch, a balm, a source of life’s dreams.
The river Nile, a reflection of her might,
In its gentle flow, she weaves through the night.
Protector of pharaohs, in life and in death,
Her breath, the zephyr, with each mortal’s breath.
Isis, the mother, with love ever vast,
Cradling creation, from first to the last.
A goddess of beauty, in every guise,
In her essence, the universe lies.
Oh, Isis, your legacy spans the ages,
In the hieroglyphs, on history’s pages.
A symphony of reverence, let it be sung,
For you, great goddess, our hearts are wrung.