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Tom Wood

The Temple

I will build a temple

And a superb temple it will be

Not with sweat and brawn

With the loving laborers of my mind

Not of mortar and brick

Of trees and flowers

Not of glass and marble

Of birds and animals

Not of cloth and wood

Of mountains high and lush green valleys

Not of nails and paint

Of a gently flowing stream

Not of icons or rituals

Of peace and tranquillity

Not of cold linoleum and pictures

Of softly blowing warm spring breezes

Not of fear and guilt

Of sunrises most spectacular

Not of gold and incense

Of love, trust and yearning

I will build a temple, to stand the rigors of time

I will build a temple, that will be

Yours and mine I will build a temple, where

You and I can Be...

I will build a temple for eternity