September 26, 2015
MY STEEL TEMPLE:
I pass from a chaotic world into a steel temple.
A busied commuter's cage ironically,
Unleashes my mind and eases my struggle.
For when days come and challenge emotionally,
To the steel temple I come, my soul undone.
From the dim florescent luminescence,
To the mellifluous quiet sounds my spirit one.
I yearn for the journey's surreal transcendence,
A mobile holder of bards new and thoughts lofty, divine.
To this temple I write, though oddly out of sight,
My reason for fulfillment, such a peculiar shrine.
Maybe an environment for fostered thoughts at night,
Is what drives my mind to the beauty of silence,
Of a mobile cage, while not incarcerating,
Merely a vessel for my thoughts quite violent.
Here's to the long road, thought inducing,
Which clears my mind, restless, unceasing.
God, I bid You thanks for providing a space,
A steel temple for peace unending,
So simple and surreal, an odd space to find your grace.