It is hard to balance our heritage
With current religious beliefs we hold.
But how do we forget the ancient age
And the romantic stories it unfolds?
It has been buried deep within the sand,
And we take the time to brush it away.
The monuments revealed are so grand,
We still worship the secrets that they say.
It goes against the most sacred of texts,
But tourists help to make the argument
That the life we will experience next
Will forgive the energy we have spent.
We are troubled by our duality,
But by embracing both, we are set free.
John Collings 