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The Key of Life

Civilisation springs from a river:
the brilliant glint of an amulet
permits this story to be told
Who came first – a God or a King?
Who opens the door
Who holds the key to the mystery of eternity?    

 

. . .     . . .

The firstborn is an enigma
    an amulet
        a mirror 
    fused from burnished copper
    an icon of the sun buried in a grave
a grave in a riverbed in the grave of a river

 

The Key of Life

Pottery offering tray, with internal walls in a Meroitic form of the ancient Egyptian hieroglyph for the word ‘ankh ‘life’. The upper surface bears traces of red paint. 500 bc–ad 100. uc43990

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