I miss the temple
Sitting on the hill.
The smell of incense.
The sound of bells.
The garden at the back.
I miss looking
Out across the valley
Watching the land
Roll in waves
To meet the clouds.
I miss my friends
At the temple,
Sitting on the hill,
Where I find Buddha
Everywhere I look.
–
Namo Amida Bu

Image of Amida Mandala Buddhist Temple from amidamandala.com
The temple misses you, and it knows that you are there, saying nembutsu, miles away.
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