"Transience reveals the beauty of stillness in a world ever-changing."
As twilight spills its gentle hues across the sky
The temple stands, a sentinel where dreams may lie
Silhouettes dance on water, reflecting tales untold
While the heart of the moment beats in forms of gold
A lone figure rests, wrapped in thoughts that softly weave
Each breath mingles with whispers of what we dare believe
Columns rise like memories, holding time in their embrace
In the stillness of dusk, we find our sacred space.
