Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Juno


The Temple of Juno rose like a dream out of the desert.

Here, I laid down letters to loved ones who have passed on... I stood beside thousands of others who came to do the very same. Inside the temple, we lay in the dust as the lace-like shadows crept over out tear-stained faces, listening to the soft whispers of the letters rustling in the wind.
 Inside was silent, and sacred.
 Inside, we were a world apart.

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