Untitled #29 by Larry Mawby
my temple is above my eyes,
it is there that i worship.
my temple is everywhere i go,
it is there that i worship.
the incense of flowers or the wet forest
reminds me that everything is sacred.
the chorus of birds or the wind
reminds me that everything is sacred.
the presence of the soil or the waters
reminds me that everything is sacred.
the communion of bread with wine
reminds me that everything is sacred.
the light of the sun or your smile
reminds me that everything is sacred.
everything is sacred in my temple;
everything is sacred in this world.
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Chroma by Mimi DiFrancesca

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