If I could for one momentum
Share with you my inner sanctum
It truly is a sacred place, filled with marvels
Imbued with grace
I visit there to keep my senses
From reeling through my cosmic fences
Vaulted ceiling and stain glass walls
Sculptured angels adorn the halls
I weave my way to my lotus alter
I mustn't halt, I mustn't falter
It is my place of gratitude
My spirit is refreshed, I am in solitude
One lone candle, one singular challis
A place of atonement within my palace
A pantheon to all my deeds
Be they bouquets, be they weeds
Corinthian columns align the walls
Fragrant incense embrace the halls
Amidst the opulence, and the splendor
I sit in awe as I render
To the divine within, my love, my fervor
Celestial melodies grace my ears
Expressing my hope, diminishing my fears
Once again I am with thee
It is here I find solace, it her I'm truly free
There is no time, there is no space
I raise my hand to touch your face
Seeking guidance, seeking direction
Looking deep within, it was always my reflection
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