Luminous Threshold
Reflection
Beneath the veil of night, where shadows dance,
A temple stands, its form both ancient and strange.
Its columns rise, a beacon in the dark,
Illuminated by a glow that seems to spark.
The water mirrors its grandeur, a silent witness,
Its reflection shimmering, a timeless tryst.
The fountain whispers secrets, a symphony of light,
Guiding souls through the threshold of the night.
This structure, a guardian of dreams and thought,
Stands as a bridge between the known and the sought.
Its glow is not just light, but a promise of hope,
A symbol of resilience, where the heart can cope.
For those who gaze upon this sacred sight,
They find within themselves a newfound insight.
A journey begins, a path of self-discovery,
Through the luminous threshold, where the soul can glory.