The cube temple

The cube temple

I looked Mercy in her eyes
Icy tears heavy leaked in a compassionate face
She gave and fulfilled her promise
I found myself there
In a white garden surrounded by palaces and castles
And a dwelling to extinguish my gluttonous desires
Only for a touch of a dark stone
And cube temple that expelled all its idols and tried to expel
All my hidden idols hardly
From a boxed ruby pomegranate
Occasionally called heart
I’m back to finish half done earthly sins
I a bad merchant incapable to bargain
For heavenly goods
I brought a souvenir of the cube temple
To threaten all dark winds that intoxicated me
And filter the being that dwells
In the body of a youngster
Alas it’s old rather eternal something
We name by our whims perpetually changing their shape and destination.