We, The Earth Dwellers

The glory of the gods,
apparent in the glow
of the golden sun,
bathed the world below.

We, the earth dwellers,
worshippers of cosmic things,
cannot understand the
true glory Old Sun brings.

What of me?

I am a Sinner and I am a Saint,
but I am damned
to never understand the way
that Old Sun refuses
to abandon the day.

Burning hot and bold,
the love between he
and our old

Earth Mother

is the only thing
that fights back the
infernal cold
of loneliness and death,
the curtain call
of the cosmic show.

Now I understand
what I had always known.

©️CGT, 2018.

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