All Life's A Web
                              
  
       
       All Life's a web,     
       Strung twixt Nut and Geb.
       Beginning and end,
       Enemy and friend,
       All come to the same:
       She-Who-Cannot-Be-Named.
  
       Through tears of joy
       Or tears of pain,
       Despite our cleverest ploy,
       She calls us home again,  
       Through Death's dark room
       To the bosom of a friend,
       'Til from Her Womb
       We are reborn again.