Step by step
into the abode of the dead,
and amidst the stone
memory of Kagemni
what shall we find
but the shadows cast by
our own impermanent existence
into the flow of time,
which left of him these
carved walls
more lasting than flesh,
more lasting than these words
that perish while his
carved stone endures.
But the human being
himself, like us,
only dust.
29.04.2022
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