The Temple

[Imani]

We spoke the same language of the soul

 

and one night you let me enter the temple,

 

that sacred place of spirit,

 

you left the gate open for me

 

I entered softly, with great respect

 

with bare feet and shawl

 

gently my footsteps found their way

 

and my eyes beheld your light

 

Radiant with love

 

and acceptance,

 

warm with strength and wisdom.

 

And as I took in its' beauty,

 

I realized that what I saw

 

was the reflection of my own light

 

I saw all the possibilities within my own soul

 

and all the joy of my own spirit

 

Slowly and gently I did leave that place

 

And I have never been the same