Fall From Grace (Idolatry)

 Idolatry, unrealistic 

Visions of heaven

A paradise of

My own making

Wrapped in 

Velvet lined plastic

Created in my 

Own image

Or how I imagine 

You to be

I placed you on high

While I viewed from

Way below 

An angel in the clouds

Whose down was as white

As the purest snow

Your touch was 

Electric 

I was fire baptised 

In a pentecost of your heat

I gave my soul to you

Who was as a temple

With golden halls

That shone bright

As the sun

When from the depths

Of the farthest reaches

Of Erberus 

An asteroid tore asunder

The facade that was your glow

Painfully I witnessed 

Your fall from Olympus 

As you cascade from grace

And it's unfair to make

You more than human

You sparkle a little less but

The beauty is a little more

Real