A Temple Like None Other…. Poem by valsala shan

Enraptured in silence is the swaying of the leaves..
Bowed in humility to the wonder of the breeze..
Sounds of whispers that caress and heave…
Essence of life …she blows unto thy hallowed maze

Buds take root in thy wizened cracks…
Straining, reaching, yearning to be one with the grizzled one…
They stretch and fill the empty one all at once back to back…
Thy hallowed maze has flowered into a temple like none…

Rejoice! Oh, wise one!
For you have lived again and again ….
In this eternal cycle of breath and lost….
All is one and none forsaken in pain…

For this is the truth, time and again…
The truth…time and again…