Temple Poems - Poems about Temple

Give me one last night of silence in the cosmic temple of ancient memory, Where shadows dance with light in circles of fire and hidden divine grace, To touch with trembling fingers the stars from the cup of the thirsty soul, To drink from the black wine of eternity, from chalices filled with moon's blood. Give me one last...

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Comeback-Shirley, starting early, I'm the sparkle that teases night. Worship, the Madonna baby! Comeback-Shirley Foam hair curlers set loose coils tight. Strawberry cheeks, fans wish to see. Appearances, tilt the glass right. Put your sugar bowl out, missy. The world shall call you its sunlight. Stolen cradle, aren't you in glee? Comeback-Shirley...

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Recently this watch woman, noticed on a couple of Christian pod casts and CBN, Jews are putting up road signs in three different languages, Hebrew, Arabic and English. Tom, of the Watchman River channel compared it to,"the signs that they use to show us the way to state parks but they have no official status yet." What else...

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Inspired by song “The Temple of the King” (Rainbow) Checked by www.howmanysyllables.com>syllable-counter ************************************************************** Light That Never Fades ...

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THE HISTORY OF THE MASONIC 1944 MY GRANDFATHER AND RONCALLI GUESEPPI SERVING IN ROMAN PROTECTING THE PRIESTS AND HITLERS HOSTAGES BEING HELD IN SAINT SEBASTIAN CHURCH AND TOMB THE MASONIC BUILDING OF ROME THE TRUTH BEHIND THE STONE MAKERS BEING BROTHERS OF THE MASONIC ORDERS RONCALLI GUESEPPI AND MY WONDERFUL GRANDFATHER WERE 33 AND A...

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Dum-Dum, muffled gongs empty the heart. They fall from my umbrella- uninvited, gone....

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You did not rush the ruins of me. You entered gently, Like a prayer whispered In the hollows of a broken chapel. Your touch- Not just desire, But devotion. You traced every scar As though it were scripture. We did not collide, We communed- Your breath a psalm, My sighs an amen Rising from the altar of my ache. Where others only sought fire, You brought warmth. Where I had gone...

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Salt a gin and tonic, It’s too dry. Assault my temple with sin, Be honest, You like the rye. Look me in my honest eye, Conversations with myself are the fondest, Because no one understands me better when I rhyme. Took a pen and across the paper it slides, Scribble out the oddest lines. Apply pressure...

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In strange dream-lands Perhaps on far, far away shores Does stand the rim of Beyond Understanding. A temple to higher thoughts, and subtle visions Of more-to-comes and there-afters waiting Holding futures bright, out from foggy mists. Here, here is where your next place dwells Land ye steady, fear not feeling... being alone For there is no such thing, always is... company. Sing you here...

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Q: Will the third temple to be assembled on the temple mount in Jerusalem resemble any previous temple according to Black Swan and/or on Uptime, on You Tube? A; No, it will only have three seats and resemble a counsel chamber of...

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buddha the light of asia the beacon of peace revered around the world confined by some radicals in his own enlighten abode shackled in superstitious principals he broke away from preaching against blind faith encouraging open mind to question all and everything not even sparing him to accept something only after examining on self realization and scientific fact so hear this plea if it appeal to humanity with no intent...

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I adorn myself with petals and words of affirmation Softly spoken over the temple I reside in A home that has been burnt down more times that I can count Walls crashing all around me A fragile foundation I’ve uprooted and moved Unearthed the ground beneath my vessel Stripped away old wounds that have been plastered...

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Goodbye, Legend! It's too hard to bear, It's too hard to live, Without You !! Today sky is crying, so does the ocean, Temple bells are ringing the saddest tune! Nothing will be same without you, Without you, Without You!! Raindrops are whispering our story, Dewdrops are quivering on Lotus leaves, I can't let you go, Darling ~ I haven't told...

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The temple resembled a market place. They bought and sold. By the rich even the Sanctum Sanctorum was controlled. Communion of the humans with the divine seemed delinked. From the lost tongues of hypocrites, like sounds of cracked gongs, clinked Bonfires of sanctity from the hearth of your heart erupt Possessed by the love of your father's abode, you were...

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The sun or earth and the moon resembles a kind of love for instance now, do they share air or water or sticks or something or some stuffs or woods?. For it seems the bond is getting tighter and tighter ...

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