ISIS

A sudden stroke of light broke out the darkness
Illuminated the gloom of Sirius
Exuberated the moon
The streaks of orange and yellow
And pastels of life
like murals amid pitch black hours
They spoke and glowed

Enough.
The gasping stopped.

From the bosom of the goddesses
Sweet water overflowed
Deluged the dried-up land
Awakened the oasis long slept
Only to breathe life to the barren desert

Cry.
Sigh.

The first breath reverberated all across.
Stillness was broken.
Anticipation all gone.

All over.

Then the gods came from dense dunes of silver and gold
Their offering swelled
There was not way to empty


Your bliss.
Their bliss.
Our bliss.