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Isis
and Osiris
In the mysteries I see her face,
Silent
yet still filled with grace,
I fall down in awed respect,
Sunlight falls in vivid waves.
All that ever is and
was,
Now and all that every will be.
Dancing in the Nile Valley, dreams I've yet to see.
Overseer and Underlord,
Serene and serious God,
In pieces you once were rendered,
Repaired by Isis' love.
In pieces you once were rendered,
Saved by Isis' love.
Persephone
Princess of spring, Goddess of life,
Everything ends
to start anew.
Reason not, as the leaves whither,
Searching your Mother, did for you.
Enveloped in grief, the world
did die.
Pomegranates, six you ate,
Hell came up to devour you,
Only love would resuscitate,
New the world
with bargain made.
Everything dead, now lives again.
Moon Goddess
Maiden fair, Mother of all,
Oval
shape, and grace of light,
Owning all, and sweetly singing,
Natures' bright celestial song.
Gracious Lady,
pleasures' protector,
Obvious to all who see,
Dusky sweet the scent is pleasing,
Down I go, I go with thee.
Each
and every, ever and thirteen,
Song of evening, rising still.
Summer's lovely wonder always, also Winter's thrill.
Do You Remember Me?
I saw you on the street today,
I
stopped and stared and looked away.
I saw you on the street outside,
And memories you stirred inside.
I
saw in you, my hearts desire,
Fiercely beating, precious flower.
I knew you once quite long ago,
Perhaps 500
years or so.
A different form, a different face,
The shell of you cannot erase.
I cross the street and walk
your way,
Will you remember me today?
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