Priyanka Raja

Hands touch in reverence, 
Hearts meet,
Time slows,
For a moment 
The mind quietens
The fog begins to clear;
My body is a temple 

Cleansed, purified
I take a step 
With my eyes both open and closed,
 I look in,
The door slightly ajar 

A deep silence 
Can celebration be in silence? 
A deep knowing 
The spirit dances and flows
Wild and free 
Flow and stillness 
Drums and quiet 

I stand there unfurling 
As magic unfolds around me,
Alone, together
Held and holding 
In the shade of the pink bougainvillea 

Journeys of years can be taken
In a few moments,
In a space this sacred.
The wisdom from long journeys 
Can be touched, experienced
In a space this precious. 

And for a moment,
I experience home, 
in my body temple 
My spirit dances 
My mind quietens 
And I make a wish 
In faith.