- Posted June 7, 2014 by
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Travel photo of the day
A Surreal Experience
A prayer filled the vast emptiness, with an effervescent tranquility. It was as if there lay a crystal clear pond in which you could immerse yourself, and cleanse all ills. Above us stood a cryptic symbol, gleaming as majestically as gold. Its radiance made us forget ourselves for a while. We took a seat each, in silence, immersed in entirety. And then, the prayer stopped.
We sat, lost in ourselves, understanding for maybe the first time, what it is to be in peace and quiet.
I knew why I wanted to be there. But when I was there, I knew I didn’t want to be there for the reason that had got me there. I wish I had no reason at all.
It happens occasionally that tears and smiles both overload me simultaneously. I stayed there, engaged in myself, as I have never. I discovered my faith over there, and I am glad that I did. I sat quietly, in a flashback, looking back at everything that had happened. Repentance came naturally, and I prayed for forgiveness. I prayed, not to God…
We stood in the Lotus Temple. And we left, with words that would never do justice to what we had experienced.