SACRED SPACE

Age old town, ageless river
Misty mountains and sky above
Temples and trees
Spires of spirituality
The wise and the wizened 
Bhajans, shlokas, gongs, chimes       
Haze and halos
An envelope, an embrace
Mystics, mendicants, monks & monkeys
Wanderers and wonderers
Questions and answers
Bridges and boats
Transport to the other side of a quest
Glare of sun, glow of lamps
Noise without discord 
An assailing of the senses
Urging a turn inwards
The dust beneath  
A sure, soothing underneath
Each grain blessed
Trod upon by the soles of sages and saints 
And amid the seers, I a seeker

A seeker who has succumbed
To the intoxicating atmosphere and inexorable pull