There’s
a Borobudur
You
do not know
There’s
a Borobudur
You
may never know
For
the words you read
Are
not your experience
And
the pictures you see
Are
not your visions
The
praises your hear
Are
not your sounds
So
my dear,
If
the place calls you
Give
it a visit
For
a sight of pilgrimage
Deserves
all the reverence
A
sight of grand marvel
Deserves
all the awe
But
Borobudur is different
In
all the respects
It
calls you to enter
Your
very own world
Layers
of unwrapping
Peeling
of the dead skins
You
call it an architectural endeavour?
I
call it a Blessing
Watch out for this space to know more about my trip to Yogyakarta, Indonesia:)
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