Ancient Roots - Day 2

Image by allPhoto Bangkok from Pixabay

Darkened walls, broken doors, and trampled floors 

Older than you, me, and anyone alive

Half-hidden and protected by overgrowth

Stone and roots, nature’s children living together

Carvings so intricate that no machine can replicate

Faint echoes of ancient prayers humming with power

 

Temple ruins, left forgotten and ignored

By the civilized descendants of heathen ancestors

Temple ruins converted into tourist spots with flashy guides

Fabricated stories sold for dollars and pounds

Temple ruins desecrated by lovers and reformers

Wisdom on walls wiped out by ugly graffiti

 

The past, no longer present, yet with roots

Too deep to uproot and erase without a trace

Roots that grow back; refuse to surrender despite the abuse

Providing a gateway into the past, now and forever

A road not many want to take, not many dare follow

Yet the only one leading to the center of the universe

 

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Brief Backstory: I love ancient temples and how they have been powerhouses of spiritual abundance over centuries. They are architectural marvels, built for decades with precision even modern-day tools don't achieve. There's much to learn if we stop considering ourselves superior.  

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This post is a part of the Blogchatter Half Marathon 2023.