IN THE TEMPLE

       
The granite  changes to a divine face
The rock changes to a symphony in stone
The camphor changes to  perfumed flame
The bathi changes to fragrant fumes
The ash changes to holy prasad
Flowers change into lovely garlands
All change for the better, in the temple
Save Man, who remains the same.

~ K Raman ~

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