The temple rises
high above the humid earth.

The sun looking through the playful clouds
colors the terracotta in the golden hue
of God's emotions
long forgotten by the travellers
down on his earthly abode.

Dew draped budding rose,
Stirring for the rising sun,
How I yearn for spring.

Hurt
Effect it has
Makes me strong
A better human

Inner peace and prosperity
must be free,
to bear true born fruits
of a balanced tree.

Don’t fall asleep
Tonight

Don't miss
The meteor showers

Stay awake
We’ll see what
We've been
Missing,
Across the universe,
Stay awake tonight