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Binding the Bones of Osiris

"Bind up the bones in my back and neck. Wind the sheets tight around me. When the sun returns to these hills and vineyards, I'll rise on my two legs to see. I'll cut and braid my hair, trim my beard, then walk by the Nile where frogs are leaping. I'll dust my feet on the narrow dirt road toward home. I'll pass my house and cats and cattle. Perhaps my wife will wave at my shadow passing.

Bind my neck and back for me. Gather my bones and place them in my body. Bind me sturdy that I may stalk after death and strike a blow with my sword. I dig my feet into earth. I am a man walking home. Bind my vertebrae with thick grapevines dipped in saffron and water. Cover me with a blanket of sky.

It is as if I had seen my bones for the first time and know how they fit together. My arm calls to my wrist and elbow. My feet speak a language that rattles through my head. The sand beneath dances above in my skull. The honey I've tasted, the lips I've kissed have left their marks upon me. This body is the book of all I remember. These bones know where I've been. These are the bones of a living god. Bind up my legs, my back and neck."

Awakening the Osiris