“Your body is your shrine”
said you…
once
a whole lifetime ago…
you abhorred the slightest touch
of an unknown…
Yet today you stand
visited by many.
“A pilgrimage?”
but never were you worshiped.
there were
but lusty prayers
by god’s followers,
so called.
Serenity
Tranquility
weren’t all they got
but SOME of what you lost.
Your smiles no more
reflect your soul,
instead
a masquerade
to your tortured whole.
Yet none of them
are as pure
as you
of desires
them cure!
You may still say your body is your shrine
for
only you are it’s residing divine.
-P.L
phusathi 