Snapped a happy picture in front of the temple, next to where I live.
Strange I never gave the temple a worthy second glance,
the intricate handiwork, the colours spattered with intent...
We all long to travel.
Miles, oceans away...
longing just to see something that takes our breath away.
Something that the ordinary seems to suffocate, to stifle, to degrade...
Or did we do that to ourselves?
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The sweet delight of living in the centre of Your will.
Surrounded by weeds, or surrounded by flowers,
it matters not.
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