Dazed by the Beauty. Inspired by the Light.

She sits and watches as the palace burns.  Thinking back to the day it stood with all it's glory.  How they would come from all over the world just to kneel in front of it or within it's majestic walls.  She holds in a smile as she reminisces the many different ways they would show their beliefs.  How some would faint, some would cry and others would hold their chests tightly with such disbelief of where they were.  Dazed by the beauty. Inspired by the light.  As the glass smashed against the pavement her eyes became mesmerized by the flames.  She wondered how they got so lost in their faith that they became numb to the beauty of life around them.  How they were surrounded by miracles each day as soon as they opened their eyes to world each morning.  Why didn't any of them notice anymore?  This building, built by man that they clinged to for faith had blinded them from ever appreciating the numerous gifts given to them.  Praying to a man who would never show up.  Asking for mercy from a person they had never even met.  Pushing their beliefs upon others to create more followers.  She grinded her teeth as the roof caved in and she remembered how they would all chant verses from the book.  All she wanted was for them to be released from the hypnosis they had allowed themselves to succumb to.  The thick smoke rose to the sky engulfing the blue as it spreads.  Souls rise from their burning graves unaware of the new realm they must now travel.  As the ashes fell like rain she made her way back home.  Rest in peace dear believers.