Ah, where did ‘Jen Jens’ and I voyage to carve such a grammatically incorrect post
You’re counting on me saying ‘We stomped to the coast!’
But that’s not quite the answer, shall I tell You where?
Why on the sand dunes of Tatooine – nope, ‘tis a lie I declare!
The actual location was on a sand dune on red ball Mars
How delightful a terrain, no carbon monoxide from cars
We signed both our names topped with a double-crescent smile
Click on SETI’s link below to see the treasure we hid on this Nile
It is a burial site indeed but cast out presumptions of death if You will
My hands gift an EGG, potent symbol of Life and a gesture of goodwill
Did I not write in the poem before of rising once more from the ashes of spiritual death
Behold the Universe, my harp of harmony, echoing my every breath….
EPILOGUE & BREAKING NEWS: In my previous blog post I examined the notion that for each of us to grow into a more authentic and wholesome human being our spirits must encounter a death-before-death, the uncomfortable but critical passageway to a Life renewed in wisdom and strength. Analogous to the triumphant crescendo of the moment a phoenix rises from the ashes, our highest form is only reachable after plumbing the lowest depths of darkness, an existential grave that comes to us as a classroom in which there is buried the promise of new Life. Read how SETI have just discovered today an intriguing Egg buried within its ancient SEA of sand dunes. I do relish how the name by the ‘Image Credit’ field makes an amusing reference to my magical powers! Giggle, giggle… :))
Photography & Poetry: © Masufa Khatun | Mazzy Khatun Photo Stories | UK 2015