"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 the sun rises naked and new as a babe; I open myself and am entered by 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 lotus filled with light
reflected 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 brillant 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 certaintly of being. I marvel at myself and
the things of earth."
"I float among the days in peace, content. Not part of the world, the
world is all the parts of me. I open toward the light and lift myself to the
gods on the perfume of prayer. I ask for nothing beyond myself. I own
everything I need. I am content in the company of god, a prayer that contains
its own answer. I am the lotus. As if from a dream, I wake up laughing."
From The Egyptian Book of the Dead, Translated by Normandi Ellis