In memory of a sacred temple

 

He was a cosmic expression.

He was a temple.

He pulled teeth from his mouth as if they were sacred teachings

and planted it within the dirt inside his chest

and tried to make a garden.

For the concepts he pulled and the love he tried to push

I will forever have respect.

May we always remember the meanings behind the appearances;

and although the appearance is at peace,

may the meanings never rest.

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