"Awakening in stillness, we discover that the past cradles the light of our becoming."
Poem:
A figure cloaked in echoes holds stories untold,
The temple's breath whispers of ages grown old.
Golden light spills softly on secrets of stone,
While shadows embrace the heart with a gentle moan.
Dust dances with time in a sacred ballet,
And silence sings hymns to the dawn of the day.
Amid ancient ruins where memories weave,
Tranquility beckons those willing to believe.
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