The general buzz of people,
Never ceasing chatter, bees,
Forever swarming, moving, hot
Sun beating down on all.
Everyday life continuing on,
Yet a few break away
And head towards the shadow.
Tall, imposing grandeur, decorated
Inside and out, justly so.
Passing from tepid heat to
Sudden calming cool, refreshing,
The threshold of another place.
Farther in, opening up,
Magnificent circles, curves, creatures,
Faces at every visible angle.
The general buzz is behind now,
Only a memory, last touch
Of a lesser important reality.
Here is what truly matters,
The inspiring silence, whispers
At the heart and very soul.
Self fades away completely,
Insides laid bare before generations,
Holy memories and endless power.
The scent of blessed parchments
And candles of costly prayer
Entwine with the awe of
Standing in God’s holy home,
A harbingering of heaven above.