"In the dark marrow of my bones
I've made myself light
I am the swallow spinning at dawn
through whom light enters the sky
who flies formless
above a world of forms
ringing across the horizon
enter me,
I shall make you a God, she cried
enchantress and wife
she stamps and spins
she raises her arms to dance
and from her armpits
rises a hot perfume
that fills the sails of boats along the Nile
she stirs the breezes that makes the sailors swoon
under her spell
I come to my self
under her body
I come to life
she dances and draws down heaven
as above so below."
Awakening Osiris: The Egyptian Book of the Dead, translated by Normandi Ellis
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