Homeland
As the train halts , as the breeze gently brings back nostalgia ,
Walking by the alleys awakens a side of me,
In colourful spirits encounter the embodiment of life ,
The sparks from the lamps ignite the flame within me,
Words refrain from uttering on seeing this beauty ,
It’s the same temple travelling through all the generations ,
Walking barefoot on this soil feels home ,
Taking away uncertainty deep into the depths of its origin ,
The gods travelling to see the devoted souls,
Clearly ruling out a favourite from the sky as it pours down on the parched life,
Forever this cycle repeats making it hard to leave this heaven ,
As the sun sets it’s time to descend back into reality ,
Leaving a reflection that with time loses it’s identity.
-AnniX13
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