Imhotep by Dubs Jerry

Author:Dubs, Jerry [Dubs, Jerry]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Jerry Dubs
Published: 2010-04-04T04:00:00+00:00

Tim looked across the garden, his eyes unfocused, and his mind trying to lock down as he focused on his breath. He felt the moist garden air move through his nostrils, swell against the back of his throat and draw down into his lungs as he pushed his belly out lightly.

He concentrated on the temperature of the air, picturing it as a healthy blue as it entered him and a darker shade as he expelled it, taking with it his anxiety and confusion. What was left was calmness, not an answer yet, but a placidity that would allow him to slowly re-enter his consciousness through the smells, sounds and sights that surrounded him. He would allow his sensations to unfold, embracing his environment and bringing an openness that would allow him to re-center himself.

He had never taken lessons in meditation, instead teaching himself a way to settle himself as an experiment, looking for new ways to experience his sensations.

In his mind’s eye he pictured his breath, but his concentration wavered.

His awareness bounced in splintered thoughts from the living face of King Djoser, to the three syllables of the name Imhotep, to the harsh shadows that marked the angry face of Kanakht, to the strange out-of-the-body experience he had undergone in the king’s chamber. He closed his eyes to block the distraction of the colors of the garden and the lithe form of Meryt sitting by the pond. He heard the slight rustle of the leaves of the tree above him, the liquid murmur of the water where Meryt stirred the pond with her smooth, brown legs.

He wanted to fall backwards on the ground, open his arms to the sky and split open, freeing his spirit to fly across this strange land.

Re-focusing part of his mind on his breathing, he allowed his thoughts to stream undirected, overwhelming and exhausting themselves until finally his attention turned wholly back to his breathing. One…two…three breaths without thought. He felt the slow, rhythmic throb of his heartbeat. Moving outward, he sensed warmth on his left arm, unprotected from the sun by the uneven shade of the small carob tree. He opened his eyes, his mind still and clear.

Meryt’s narrow back was turned to him, her head bent slightly as she looked down at the water of the pond. The soft curve of her right breast came into view as she reached down to trail her fingers through the water.

She felt him watching and turned her head, her shoulder swiveling around toward him. The sunlight highlighted the fragile line of her collarbone and swept across the smooth skin of her chest. He saw the darker circles at the tips of her small breasts, the small points, tight and erect. Her skin was drawn tight against her ribs as she twisted in place to look at him. The tender curve of her lower stomach arced downward toward soft, dark tufts of hair, just hidden by her slender legs.

A flush of desire swept through him. Looking up at her face, he saw that she was watching his eyes, had seen where he looked.

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