Love is a flame
Compassion at the core
The heart glows orange
Embers fuel passion’s fire
Tag: temple
Gold, Azure and Crimson
Religion fascinates me
The passion and devotion
Of its practitioners
Equaled in vibrancy
By the colour palette
Of its expression
The passion and devotion
Of its practitioners
Equaled in vibrancy
By the colour palette
Of its expression
Naga
Naga coil their way
Down the temple arches
Ornate and incomplete
Already exquisite
Down the temple arches
Ornate and incomplete
Already exquisite
The many-headed serpents
Protect the temple
Protect its people
Protect Buddha and Buddhism
Expressing the divine within
The works of women and men
Are seldom so exquisitely beautiful
As when they are motivated by passion
For something greater than themselves
Are seldom so exquisitely beautiful
As when they are motivated by passion
For something greater than themselves
Whether that passion be God
Or Gaia
An ideal
Or a cause
Beauty
Or love
In a Haze
In a haze of incense
The pilgrims
And the tourists
Come
The pilgrims
And the tourists
Come
To Tibet
In the heart of Beijing
It’s so decreed
By The Party
Places of Tranquility
There are places
Of peace
Of tranquility
Of peace
Of tranquility
Places where we simply
Are
Places where we simply
Be
Fascinating
How often I find
Places of worship there
A little help, please!?
Sometimes
All you really need
Is a little help
From a friend
All you really need
Is a little help
From a friend
Give me shelter
Roofs. Shelter and safety.
First, a tangent.
Love is easier
I am as baffled by our ability to love as our ability to hate, and especially baffled by people who seem to love hating. How is that possible?
I no longer have the energy for hate. It brings me no pleasure, no relief, only tension, pain, anger.
On the outside, looking in
Sometimes I feel left out,
On the outside, looking in.
On the outside, looking in.
It’s not because I’ve been put there.
Outside is a place I have chosen.
And yet, I peer inside,
Longing to be in there.
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