‘Village of Temples’
įÅ Templther part I
An entire village of temples
Made of stones
from ancient walls
With mortar of synaptic sinew
and contracting heart threads.
Giving off a deep low hum
and glowing a rich warm red
Except just before dawn and
After strong thunderstorms
When it shows as a deep orange
Each temple is dedicated
To one of her infinite attributes.
Beauty. Creation. Psychopomp. Fire.
The receiver of grace. Gentle & Soft
Worshipped with truth, service & love.
Snake-nuns. Clown-Rats.
Space-bums. Clergy-Cats.
Mo-Hawk, no-hawk
Dreadlocked, butch-chopped.
Many forms, The Most-Faceted One.
phtoto by James Charlick
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