Baal Cycle

knocking him like a bird from his perch⁠a
and drove him from the throne of his kingship
from the back-rest, from the siege of his dominion.
What enemy rises up against Baal, what rival against the Cloud-Rider?
The lads answered, they replied: “No enemy rises up
against Baal, no rival against the Cloud-Rider.
“A message from Exalted Baal; words from the Exalted
Warrior: Come find battle in the land;
leave love in the dust. Pour peace
into the chasms of the land, harmony into the chasms of the fields.
Hasten, hustle, hurry up! To me let your feet
[run], to me let your legs race,
[for a word] I have, and I will tell you; a matter
[and I will repeat to you]: a thought of trees and a murmur
[of stone], a thought humans [do not] know, [and] [do not] understand
[the throngs] of the earth, a [whisper] [of heaven] [with] earth,
of the deep [with] [the stars]. [I understand] [the lightning]
that the heavens do not know. [Come], and I
will [show it] [inside] my mountain, divine Sapan,
in the [sacred space], on the mountain of my inheritance.”
And Maiden Anat answered, she replied,
the [Kinswoman] of the People: “I will find
battle in the [land], I will leave in the dust
love; I will pour [peace] into the chasms of the land,
[harmony] into the chasms of the fields. Let him set
[in the heavens], Baal, […]
[the Cloud-Rider] […]. I will find
battle in the land, I myself,
I will leave love in the dust, I will pour
peace into the chasms of the land, harmony
into the chasms of the fields. And another word
I will tell you: Go, go, attendants of the gods!
You are slow, but I hasten.
[…] far from the gods, Inbub
far from the deities, two […]
[…] beneath the earth, three […]”
Then she set her face towards Baal
on the heights of Sapan, across a thousand fields, ten thousand acres.
Baal saw his sister coming, the approach
of his father’s daughter. He sent the women away from his presence;
he set an ox before her, a fatling right
in front of her. She scooped up water and washed herself,
dew of heaven and oil of earth, dew that the heavens poured upon her,
showers that the stars did pour upon her.
She decorated herself with purple cloth, which takes a thousand fields
to harvest from the sea […]
“A house [for Baal like the gods], [and a dwelling]
like the sons of [Athirat]: [the home of El], [the shelter]
of his sons, the home [of Lady Athirat of the Sea],
the home of Pidray, [daughter of Light], [the shelter]
of Tallay, daughter of Rain, [the home of Arsay],
daughter of Ybdr, [the home of the brides],
the noble ones.” And [Maiden Anat] answered:
“Bull El [my father] will reply to me,
he will reply to me, and to him [I will reply].