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By Gala Submitted by Galadrial Date: 2001 May 31 Comment on this Work [[2001.05.31.08.02.26893]] |
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Hear me now, sons and daughters of man--- this miracle you call love, and play with like a toy was bought for you by Two who walked in the steps of the gods. Isis, morning star mother of dawn, beloved of Osiris the all Father. When deception tricked him into Death, she would not let him vanish to the sands of time. She bade them wash his sweet body in wine, scent him with herbs, and wrap him softly in muslin until her return. And then she, Goddess Queen, and more descended to the underworld, to darkness and death--- not to die, but to lead back her love to the hope of light and life. And when she found him there, he knew her not--- not when she spoke his name, not when her tears touched him like warm sweet rain, but her life was so potent that he followed her, battled the dark, and his own demons. They say she carried no food, and when he might have died of soul hunger, she suckled him with her milk and gave him the strength to take the last steps into the glory of the sun. She led him to where his shell was kept, and there by tears, and love and the force of her passion made him remember who he had been--- And the God was reborn, calling the name of she who dared the eternal darkness to rescue his soul. Such was the love of Isis--- and what do we poor mortals know of such a glory? |