Nefertari, Life's Antaean Stare

Thy beauty was given for thee to own A vigorous treasure transcending time The outward flesh of woman to adorn; Nor let nobler virtues dare deny That beauty is the whip that tames the eye! In this quiet light shadowing the dead Soft crowns and feathers glorify their heads, This truth to face, to be only once born, Statued afterlife relentlessly fed Tasteless loaves of petrified bread. To know the depth of life's antaean stare; Where poetry and love intimately bred, Purity of knowledge indelibly read Vaporous joy's for the Muses to share, Every curiosity buried there. As Khonsu's lamplit music comes to rest, Fluid whiteness flowing with each caress Delighting in the richest desert streams And flys with Nefertari in her dreams.