Momento on the moon
an oversized ego shaped as our head
carved out of a block of translucent gold
a dead tree stump, no longer by love fed
fall of Midas in hushed whispers retold
a wabi-sabi stain etched in blood red
casts on the moon a shadow of deep gloom
of how man’s heart pierced by fangs of lust bled
when ego cravings he failed to exhume
peeping within the sculpture we may see
the star of David, symbol of our heart
of how soul’s light within yearned to be free
but haunted by fears didn’t know where to start
we’re no more but others will follow us ~
our message is simple: board God’s bliss bus
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2025
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