The Bust of Nefertiti

in the belly of the museum past the halls of men in power technological advances spanning millennia of knowledge her face and neck and shoulders seem to hover like a tower on a pedestal of marble you stood there for an hour weeping at the symbols your knees cold upon the tile as a golden disc of sunlight seemed to circle you entirely and so you ask the question why is she in germany? the bust of nefertiti residing in her chamber like a wise egyptian deity no wonder she's so famous how she radiates divinity and in the diary of the excavator declares -she must be seen that no photograph could replicate gasping for air i think you agree as you weep before the symbols your knees cold upon the tile how a golden disc of sunlight seems to circle you entirely and so you ask the question once more why is she in germany? the bust of nefertiti