Seven Temples

In the east samurai opens the cave of elements of which there are four In the South American wilderness emeralds beautify temple floor Above this temple stone winds soar Lost pyramid in Africa welcomes a monk that arrives on African shore The spirit moves like wind blowing near Its echoes in mountain temple of Crete one can hear The black Madonna’s picture in church temple since days of hussars they revere The great sixth temple is on the frontier The sixth temple brims with majesty It is surreally beautiful to those it manage to see Beyond all cosmic light of destiny It stone altar holds edge of philosophy Seventh temple is in parts unknown It might be build of wood, metal, heart, or stone Only by great mage way to it can be shown Where divine itself sits on the throne