My Temple

Poem ~2025

POEMSPAINTINGS

5/19/20251 min read

My Temple explores the idea that divinity doesn’t reside in grand structures but within us. She floats between crystal-laden columns, her hands transforming into spheres of radiant energy, while the light inside her becomes stronger and stronger. It’s a visual meditation on how any space can become sacred when we connect with what’s within, no matter if we call it God, Source, The Universe.

My Temple

Andrada Leyla

I don’t need a holy space to show you

how grateful I am—

for all I have, I had,

and for all that is yet to come.

I don’t need a sacred place

to seek guidance, insights,

or to ask you, to watch over

all my loved ones.

Because whenever I am,

as long as I let my heart speak

and my mind remains open,

we will connect.

And this is how any random space,

becomes my temple—

when speaking

with you.