Inner Temple

I close my eyes, and I am there.

My temple is found everywhere.

Every time I look inside,

I find another place to hide.

Atop a mountain range, I sigh

And reach my hand to touch the sky.

I turn around, my altar shines

Within a hall of glass and lines.

In every place, each single day,

I know I can access The Way

By turning in and tuning out

The things which I can do without.

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