"Mother Dark"

(a re-write of an ancient Egyptian poem found in Nag Hammadi)

I am the first and the last;

the mother and the daughter.

I'm the members of my mother,

mother of all mothers,

and the mother of my father; time.

I'm the barren one and the midwife

and many are my sons.

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She whose wedding is in heavens

and lives daily with death underground;

I'm the bride and the bridegroom

and my husband has begot me.

I'm the wife and the virgin,

and I've never taken a husband.

I'm the sister of my husband

and he is my offspring.

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I am the holy, the whore and the holy whore,

I am shame and boldness,

I am shameless, I'm ashamed.

The bestower of life who beholds,

the undivided who divides,

I am war and I am peace.

The sacred one and the scorned,

the solace of my labor pain,

I am from my own blood.

The idea that reoccurs,

the voice manifold in layers,

I am the utterance of the celestial sound,

the cosmic command of " Be!"

The silence that is incomprehensible is me.

The timeless time has now arrived,

Greet me and yield to me;

the no-thing-ness,

the dark mother of you,...

                                         it;

                                                All!

Azin Izadifar

1/23/2013

San Jose, CA