in the crucible of creation, I stand
a fire keeper of hearts, with outstretched hands
forging vessels of light, containers divine
where volunteers' spirits intertwine
from the front seat of humanity's grand play
I witness the dance of night and day
my art, a tapestry of communal thread
weaving stories left unsaid
each temple rises, a ceremony unique
with highs that soar and lows that speak
through chaos and calm, we build as one
until the sacred work is done
on this journey, souls are lost and found
struggles etched on hallowed ground
friendships forged in trust's embrace
as we unmask each hidden face
here, shadows are welcomed, not shunned
all parts of self, integrated and one
we craft invitations, pure and true
giving from a place both deep and new
a truer sense of belonging blooms
in these sacred, shared rooms
yet we celebrate solitude's grace
finding strength in our own space
alone, yet together, we stand
in this temple built by our own hand
a paradox of connection and solitude
where every soul can be renewed
a part of us dies, another reborn
love for life grows, like crops from corn
what's next, I wonder, as I stand at the gate
where can this love-built wisdom resonate?
beyond the physical, our method flows
a seed of being that sprouts and grows
into the collective consciousness, we sow
this gift of creation, this sacred know-how
so let the madness bloom, wild and free
let's bring out the crazy, you and me
co-create from depths we've rarely plumbed
and break the chains that leave us numb
this is my art, my gift unfurled
a clarion call to remake the world
where temples of the heart stand tall
and love's foundation underlies it all
I love you temple crew.
Photos by:
@panderzaul ,
@jamenpercy.burn ,
@randlarson ,
@autobiographica
(If I have missed anyone lemme know and will tag them)
#templeoftogether #templecrew #burningman
