Golden Idols

Untethered tendrils of memory weave through my agenda for the day, sparking wonder as they strike against those walls the modern world prompts us to erect. But too soon, the flame of memory falls to ash as it confronts harsh reality. Dare we renew that faith that led us for so many years through our earlier life? New gods less holy than those of our youth construct golden idols whose weight those who should be our leaders cower beneath. Truth cloaked by greed, too many of our formerly trusted messengers play their game, sending false messages below headlines that label them as News.

The The Sunday Whirl Wordle prompts are: below renew weaves through cloaks holy untethered tendrils gods spark ash wonder