My Prize - Mirah

Manna from the sky above

Spherical I shape my love

Such an appetite does enthrall

The frenzy with which I form this ball

Up the hill I push my prize

Lights affront and face behind

Never choose the easy path

For meals that come too easily run the risk of being dung

When you see me passing by

You can’t help but wonder why

I have chosen this strange feast to carry home to eat

You know, I don’t really mind

The taste is truly quite divine

And besides but I and my brethren

Would save this world from suffocating under all this waste

Truth and light shine off my back

All the universe intact

I’ve the tools to shape and mould

Both consciousness and soul

As I roll this world around

An image of us all is found

Slowly turning within my grasp

I personify the sun, the place where we all came from