Where will you find me
Among the reeds of this red river
Chopped up in pieces, never whole
'cause you were stolen from me
Will I overcome grief
Whilst other try to overcome greed
Feathers and souls under sand-littered ground
As I stand a wanting god
You cry for me
I hear you above me, I know
No one benefiting our love
No one knowing such is our loss
Look for me in the hand of the river
Know my whole is completed by you
Feather and soul, which is lighter
None are more pure than our love
Nov 4, 2012
Nov 4, 2012 at 9:25 AM UTC
Where will you find me
Among the reeds of this red river
Chopped up in pieces, never whole
'cause you were stolen from me
Will I overcome grief
Whilst other try to overcome greed
Feathers and souls under sand-littered ground
As I stand a wanting god
You cry for me
I hear you above me, I know
No one benefiting our love
No one knowing such is our loss
Look for me in the hand of the river
Know my whole is completed by you
Feather and soul, which is lighter
None are more pure than our love
If you don't know the myth, Osiris was an Egyptian god who was married to Isis. Set, another Egyptian god, conspired to ****** him to claim Isis who, even after Osiris died, used a spell to bring him back to life. This angered Set so much, that he cut up Osiris into pieces and threw them into the Nile. Isis, ever the faithful wife, searched and found all of the pieces of her husband except for one. When the other gods saw this, they marveled at the love Isis had and resurrected Osiris, making him the god of the Underworld...
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