Temple

Temples

What is there that draws us in if
there is nothing but wood and stone within?

Why is it that people flock there if
it is just empty rooms with nothing but air?

Why do we bow to the man made idol
Lack of something to do when idle?

We go with heavy hearts, tense and sore
What makes our burden lighter, at the door

We know it is man made and only stone
Yet why do we go there, our sins to atone?

What is the power and who placed it in
How does it communicate and we feel it within?

Who can describe faith or explain God
It cant be proved or taught with a rod

Why do we return from temples with a lighter load
Why do we go back again, unbidden, untold?

~ Shanta ~

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