You say you never step foot in a temple or church
Yet isn’t that a shell you are holding listening for the sea?
Isn’t it a temple you place hand to ear to heart?
And is the smile of recognition of the
Hollow sound of coral shell shining white
Not a miracle?
And when you watch the waves turn and pound back in
Noticing your heart swelling and breath deepening
This which has resonance within you
What do you call it?
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