You are there in the centuries,
standing on the hottest sands

face of illusion, higher civilizations
everyone tried to understand,

For you they wrote so many poems,
books and pages, history archives

the unbearable block stone can't hide
what you have inside your cold womb.

Pharaohs, kings and dynasties are
there to come and go as shadows,

Embraced by you their faces remain
deep in underground finding the truth,

but you still live proudly with the time,
until existence of the earth and sun
return you to the ashes of greatest love song.


-nour-
June-013