The man touches the rope,
Pulls it up and down roughly,
As bell’s sounds are heard and he declares,
PACE INSIDE THAT FRONT TEMPLE.
It’s a holy temple,
Occupied with silence in it,
And woods burning on fire in front,
Which at least masks the darkness inside.
My eyes meditates to it’s view,
Till my mind losses the sense of clue,
Instead of worshipping i just stare around,
Surely i am madly in love with these temple.
The man slowly enters inside too,
He holds one of my hands gently,
And I feel the coldness from his grip,
Then tells me that the temple is mine.
I instantly got surprised,
Smile popped up on my face,
Without knowing how to retort,
But to embrace the reality within me.
My feet hesitate to step out,
Only inside i remain to it watch out,
The temple is my own body,
I promise to cherish it forever.
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