Memento on the Moon
Lunar alabaster
gleams beneath the void
The infant’s mind is carved in stone
Neural patterns branch like frost
across the barren surface
Face recognition
etched in marble relief
The first spark of knowing
Sound waves frozen into rings
echo mother's silent song
Small fingertip grooves
map first touch sensation
then the human footprints vanish, art remains
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