Temple

The golden pillars stretch up into the sky

They glimmer and shimmer with radiant light

Ahead the steps lead up towards a porch with an altar

A basin with cleansing water and a place to burn sweet incense

Thick clouds starts rolling in through the pillars

I wash my hands, cleanse my heart

Offering my worship like a sweet fragrance

Lifting up my hands, heart and eyes to heaven

I welcome His Spirit to enter His temple

Offering a sacrifice of praise

For He is worthy and I am His dwelling place

I wriggle out of my old covering like a snake sheds his dead skin

Shedding old mindsets, man made traditions and beliefs

Embracing the new creation that wants to burst out through me

Being overshadowed with glory and filled with joy

His temple on earth entering His temple in Heaven