Our Believe

Our temple
if there is one
wouldn't have any ceiling
So stars could listen to our hearts
the moonlight could bath us in silver
the sunlight could cover us in gold
day and night
The rain, dew, frost, hail and snow
are just blessings of holy water
They couldn't be more reflective than our constantly changing subtleties
beautiful yet diverse in seasons
Our hearts are always echoing
our love is always in flow
and in unison to the universe
as humble as dust
as mighty as a star