Temple

My temple has risen again

Beam by beam

Screw by screw

I’ve held on to its burnt pieces

And framed them in this place of worship

Adorned with gold

And smoke from a stick of herbs

Offerings from our mother

She birthed this earth

Palms up for collection

The altar is ready

There lies a book of lessons

Yet we act on our soul’s desires

Why is there a path

If we choose to walk towards the unknown

Now open your mind to listen to the gods

Their voices echo in this vessel

Vibrate higher to meet them halfway

Once the brain expands

Prepare to weep from relief

They have arrived