Sunday, April 15, 2012

Build a temple on solid land
With brick not made of human hand
Empty all within the space
And make of it a holy place
Though the oceans rise and the strong winds blow
A stream of pulsing light will flow
Radiating down from far above
To fill the temple with abounding love

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