I am Gold

I am gold
I am a bright spendor
My cracks shimmer
My radionance outshines all hate
I glissen in the sun, like a drop of dew on a blade of grass
I am strong and unfaltering
My skin is a molten golden paint
Golden locks cascades in ripes down my spine
Call me Aphrodite, for all long to see my radiance
Or rather Hathor, like her marriage with Ra, I am married to the sun
You all look at me with awe
Because my brilliance can not be put out
I am what the sun is made of,
A warm clean energy that is pure
I am gold

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