HEART TEMPLE

The walls of life
Have been so fatally built
With a row of queer facts that
Always follow their intricate path.

Memories are the foundation
Where you can build
All the scribbles
You have gathered
While walking on the bridges of life,

Priceless fragments
That can match anywhere
And complete any missing part
From the puzzle of your existence.

A mere sign
Could be your memory
Of an era.

An ancient colonnade –
The remembrance of a marvelous temple.

Everything your heart has gathered
Inside its inestimable temple –
The absolute treasure
Of an artist’s soul.


-SORANA –