Serket (Selket)
The Scorpion headed Lady

I stand in the Beautiful Tent
and work My magic there
My Scorpions at My heels
Beware ye, the unjust
for death shadows you
and may come swiftly
with My stinging touch
or it may be slow
with a lingering venom
under the noonday sun

 

But ye who are just
fear not your death:
My breath brings life anew
should it be so deserved,
and your Afterlife is bright
To all, mortals and gods alike, I say:
My protection lasts through life,
into death and beyond.
Know My creatures,
know My hand,
feel Me throughout
the desert’s sand

© Heathwitch

External link:
Serket (Wikipedia)