The Temple

and you thought I had a lot of monkey picturesI have begun to see
that yesterday is wholly gone.
Each word that I spoke has faded.

I walk through a pure white city.
Its humble denizens are kind.
My voice is inadequate.

I want to transform this day
into a modern temple of marble.
However, I must wait for a sign.

As the times begin to change,
I have a choice to make.
Will I fight the foreordained?
Should I swim downstream?

My life is a book of years.
Each day fills a page.
My prayers are written upon them.

When the temple is complete,
my fears will fade away.
I will worship in peace.
Its light will fill me with hope.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Journey Through a Garden

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: and you thought I had a lot of monkey pictures. By 顔なし / tasteful_tn [Image license]

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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