Perceptions!

Let the layer of fog unveil

Like a blossomed flower,

Morning rays evoking my inner soul..

And the reflections shaping up

As I near the cenote,

Ripples with a touch on whole !

Walking down the shrine,

Hymns recited, the bells clinging,

Like the flow of nectar in the flower..

As the song wafts through the air,

Being never short of a peaceful treat,

Doors ajar even for the dour!

Acoustics it was,

Musical pillars they said,

All I could find myself was in nature's allure..

Preened they were , chirping

Under the shadows of connifer,

Emotions they were, in ture! 

Exploring the traditions and Heritage : they called,

All that was visible were the efforts

Of the unseen behind those effigies..

Culture and values they say,

Unity and harmony I propose,

The contrast continues with legacies!

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