In the face of absence I reach out from the warm pools of calm and cleanse the air
In the face of absence I reach to those lingering on my mantle there
I welcome my gods home in the face of their absence of my own neglect.
With my still beating heart I welcome you home, my blood pulsing in my veins to be your drum
Leader of war and greed, I welcome you home, Gilgamesh, master of a throne in life and guide to the dead to come
With my still breathing lungs I welcome you home, my words carrying your words with the same air of perseverance and acceptance
Mother of the Hero, I welcome you home Lady Wild Cow Rimat-Ninsun, my lady of the grain, cattle, and other creatures of sustenance
With my still seeing eyes I welcome you home, gazing upon the splendor brought upon us by your radiant lead
The son and great King, I welcome you home Horus, to enjoy the fruits of this day in honey and mead
With my still welcoming arms I welcome you home, tending and working what would be lost without your protection
The hunter of the house, I welcome you home Bastet, to forever bless those with your fertility and perfection
With my still listening ears I welcome you home, earning for your whispers of life and from the silent
The swift and cautious, i welcome you home Mora, who's guide remains against the violent