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The Forgotten Temple

Satya

Satya

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You didn’t build your bones.
You didn’t shape your lungs.
You didn’t teach your eyes to blink
or your blood to run.

But still, you act like the master.
You punish the body,
starve it, shame it,
ignore its pain.

And it still shows up.
It breathes when you forget.
It fights for you when you give up.
It carries your sorrow without a word.

You blame it for being tired,
for being sick, for being slow,
but never once thanked it
for healing every night.

This body is not a thing.
It is not yours.
It is a gift,
a temple you forgot.

So, eat real food, at the right time, without rushing.
Move your body every day, not to chase a shape, but to keep it alive.
Rest when you’re tired, not when it’s convenient.
And respect this body,
not by thinking about it,
but by caring for it,
like the temple it is.
 
Satya said:
You didn’t build your bones.
You didn’t shape your lungs.
You didn’t teach your eyes to blink
or your blood to run.

But still, you act like the master.
You punish the body,
starve it, shame it,
ignore its pain.

And it still shows up.
It breathes when you forget.
It fights for you when you give up.
It carries your sorrow without a word.

You blame it for being tired,
for being sick, for being slow,
but never once thanked it
for healing every night.

This body is not a thing.
It is not yours.
It is a gift,
a temple you forgot.

So, eat real food, at the right time, without rushing.
Move your body every day, not to chase a shape, but to keep it alive.
Rest when you’re tired, not when it’s convenient.
And respect this body,
not by thinking about it,
but by caring for it,
like the temple it is.
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Beautifully said powerful words...:clapping::inlove:
 
"Every man is the builder of a temple, called his body, to the god he worships, after a style peculiarly his own, nor can he get off by hammering marble instead. We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and blood and bones." -Forbes
 
SurajRana said:
"Every man is the builder of a temple, called his body, to the god he worships, after a style peculiarly his own, nor can he get off by hammering marble instead. We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and blood and bones." -Forbes
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Thanks, dear, for taking the time to read it! Your presence and support mean a lot! :Like::happy1:
 
Satya said:
You didn’t build your bones.
You didn’t shape your lungs.
You didn’t teach your eyes to blink
or your blood to run.

But still, you act like the master.
You punish the body,
starve it, shame it,
ignore its pain.

And it still shows up.
It breathes when you forget.
It fights for you when you give up.
It carries your sorrow without a word.

You blame it for being tired,
for being sick, for being slow,
but never once thanked it
for healing every night.

This body is not a thing.
It is not yours.
It is a gift,
a temple you forgot.

So, eat real food, at the right time, without rushing.
Move your body every day, not to chase a shape, but to keep it alive.
Rest when you’re tired, not when it’s convenient.
And respect this body,
not by thinking about it,
but by caring for it,
like the temple it is.
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Beautiful Reminder!!
 
Satya said:
You didn’t build your bones.
You didn’t shape your lungs.
You didn’t teach your eyes to blink
or your blood to run.

But still, you act like the master.
You punish the body,
starve it, shame it,
ignore its pain.

And it still shows up.
It breathes when you forget.
It fights for you when you give up.
It carries your sorrow without a word.

You blame it for being tired,
for being sick, for being slow,
but never once thanked it
for healing every night.

This body is not a thing.
It is not yours.
It is a gift,
a temple you forgot.

So, eat real food, at the right time, without rushing.
Move your body every day, not to chase a shape, but to keep it alive.
Rest when you’re tired, not when it’s convenient.
And respect this body,
not by thinking about it,
but by caring for it,
like the temple it is.
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Wow , this is so powerful and insightful ✨. Body as a temple . So much wisdom about self-care and respect . Treating your body with love and gratitude .
Awesome Intelligence™​
 
Anshhi said:
Wow , this is so powerful and insightful ✨. Body as a temple . So much wisdom about self-care and respect . Treating your body with love and gratitude .
Awesome Intelligence™​
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"Truly, the body has always been sacred, we just need to witness it. Every small act of care is a prayer to that forgotten temple. Thank you, dear, for taking the time to read each of my poems with such depth. Your presence and support mean a lot for me.:happy1:
 
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