#HopeInStars
"I did cast my glance aloft
Where the ziggurat towered
Over my native city of Ur.

A commotion echoed
From this place
And wisps of smoke ascended.

The priests devoted to the moon god
Resumed their offerings;
Visualize me avert my gaze
My head shaking in disapproval
A deep frown marking my visage.

While journeying homeward
Amidst the bustling crowds
On the thoroughfares,
It is probable that my reflections
Dwelt upon the idolatrous practices
That saturated Ur.

The pervasive influence
Of such tainted worship
Since the era of Noah
Have weighed heavily on my thoughts!

At that time,
The solitary...