A temple carved into a limestone hill
Pillars of granite adorn the facade
Centuries later they remain there still
Reminders of the glory Pharaoh had
Huge boulders lay haphazardly around
Excavated in the search for the past
Temporarily strewn across the ground
Damaged when Nile waters ran high and fast

That great river, now tamed, runs gently by
Small wavelets lapping on the rocky shore
Beneath the shallows, smaller stones still lie
In the depths, eroded, are thousands more

Polished round by water, gradually
Pebbles of stone flow down toward the sea