Isis Conquers All

So many would ask why
she could not let go the one she loved;
Scattered like the sand, like generations
carved in stone, like tombs bright with imagined curses.

Her eyes though are brighter and wilder and deeper
than anybody else could ever dream,
and magic is a part of her, is her.
The wise ones choose their own fate,
and Isis chose love beyond death.

Isis, that is why we bow before you, Isis,
this is why with you, we know no fear;
Isis, this is why
you grew your wings.

[In elementary school, Alexandra Seidel had a wonderful teacher who introduced her to the twelve labors of Hercules. This was the first Greek myth Alexandra ever read, and more followed later during five years of Latin at school, all of which left a deep impression on her mind and sometimes on her writing. Alexandra’s prose and poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Star*LineLabyrinth Inhabitant MagazineNew Myths and others. Every once or twice, Alexandra blogs. She is never quite sure about what. Better go see for yourself.]

2 thoughts on “Isis Conquers All”

  1. ‘like tombs bright with imagined curses’ what a wonderful image.

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