THE FALL OF THE TEMPLES

The fall of the temples

The threat to sacredness

Can you hear it knocking at the temple door

Banging, clanging, shouting and hissing

The fear of the sacredness within

Chasticing. Burning. Punish. Destroy.

Ideological judgement & ignorance, homogenisation & fake power

“tear it to the ground” they cry

Forgive them for they know not what they do

To destroy destiny

To pull down the sacred alter itself

To chase away and torment the grace and purity of soul

And yet the temple stands

Erect, open and proud

Rising for all to see

A call to those to join

To enter her sacred gates

To explore the still, dark depths within

To be washed over by the divine grace of this love

She has fallen and risen again and again

Withstanding the test of time

For she is life itself and can not be destroyed

Burn the structure

Destroy the form

Yet the temple remains

Rising in her new form

Vibrating the sacredness she is

Calling you to prayer

The priests are rising

The incense burning

Prayer so soft and so loud the soul tremors

Juicy, luscious, shameless and alive

Serving her. Loving her.

Being the offering of today

So come and enjoy

Spread your wings and leave your baggage at the door

Nothing is needed here and all is welcome

And the gatekeepers are returning

Remembering and hearing the call

Sanctify and simplify

Bless them as they enter

Show them the way

Protect the sacredness of her wide open welcome

For some their time is not today

They are not seekers or pilgrims

The are not yet ready to be awakened and see the truth

Their illusion is too cosy

Their attachment too great

So sending them away with love

The temple will be open another day