Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead

From: Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead
translated by Dog Star

As if I'd slept a thousand years underwater I wake into a new season.
I am the blue lotus rising. I am the cup of dreams and memory opening --
I, the thousand-petaled flower'

At dawn my sun rises naked as a new born babe;
I open myself and am embraced by the light.
This is the joy, the slow awakening into fire as one by one the petals open,
as the fingers that held tight the secret unfurl.
I let go of the past and release the fragrance of flowers.

I open and light descends, fills me and passes through,
each thin blue petal reflected perfectly in clear water.
I am that Pisces Lotus filled with light refracted in the world.
I float content within myself, one flower with a thousand petals,
one life lived a thousand years without haste,
one universe sparking a thousand stars, one god alive
in a thousand people.

If you stood on a summer's morning on the bank under a brilliant sky,
you would see the thousand petals and say that together they make the lotus.
But if you lived in its heart, invisible from without, you might see
how the ecstasy at its fragrant core gives rise to its thousand petals.
What is beautiful is always that which is itself in essence,
a certainty of beauty from within.

I marvel at such things, yet so i left her unearthed

she floats among the days in peace, content.
Not part of the world, the world is all the parts of her.

I open toward light and lift myself to the gods on the perfume of her prayer.
she asks for nothing beyond love.

she is a Lotus.
As if from a dream, I
wake up laughing