The Lost Temple

at the point
where my feet
are sucked into
the wet earth,
buried and hidden
under countless layers,
swept over
by the unforgiving waves
of time and space,
is the fossil
of my inner self;
as I stoop down
to scrape
the moist earth
like cake,
I find beneath,
a temple intact;
waiting to be unearthed,
is my true, loving self.