Here we go again

Moon day,
Follows the Sun's day,
We put our heads back down
And grind along
Preparing for day 2, Martes, Mardi;
Mars' day:
Awaiting the hump of the great camel
to take us to the Promised Land.
Everybody loves on Freya's day,
when the great clam shell opens,
Displaying the pearl of the return of the Sun,
But only once we pass though the
greater malevolent, bearing the weight of lead,
does the glint of gold arise on the horizon
of the mind. ∞