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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Religion is just a fragile shield, That man raises before the overwhelming encounter with God, A refuge built from holy prayers and ancestral fears. I feel each wall of faith as an ancient fabric, Dotted with stars that tell their secret stories, A fan of intertwined hopes and dreams, Under the infinite sky of the soul, I navigate among desires and fear. In the flow of consciousness, my thoughts merge with eternity, Where time becomes a river flowing through the infinity of my being, And in each ripple of sacred water, I feel the divine presence, A light hidden in the shadows of my trembling faith. Religion, a gate between limited man and divine boundlessness, Is the closed curtain that hides the cosmic spectacle, A bridge of sacred words and mystical rituals That links the earth to the infinite sky of knowledge. I think of the overwhelming encounter with God, That moment when all the fallen masks reveal a total presence, A truth brighter than the sun, that burns, But religion is the umbrella under which I hide from this fire. In the shadows of the temple, I hear the noise of the divine step, Each echo a reminder of my ephemeral becoming, And I wonder if the words murmured in prayer Are just an imperfect shield against the enormity of the Absolute. On the altar of my heart, candles of faith and doubt burn, A living flame flickering between desire and fear, And I wonder if religion is just a construction of the soul, A sanctuary where we hide from the reality of supreme mysteries. In the flow of consciousness, I lose and find myself, Navigating on rivers of light and night, Each wave a metaphor for the human struggle to understand, Each reflection an echo of the unfathomable encounter. Religion, with its symbols and rhythms, Is the haven where I try to reconstruct the divine picture, A puzzle of light and shadows from which is born A sacred portrait of man and his God. And thus, in the flow of my endless thoughts, In the silent cathedral of the night, I wonder if we will ever truly embrace the infinite, Or if we will continue to cling to this fragile shield of religion, A treasure trove of endless hopes and fears, A dance of spirits seeking Through the eternal labyrinth of consciousness, The overwhelming encounter with God.
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