The Temple

My friend was studying the passage in Kings
Where Solomon built the Temple.

This, covered in gold, and
This, covered in gold, and
This, covered in gold, and
This, covered in gold, and
This, covered in gold,

The most repetitive passage,
Reinforcing, in its own excessive repetition,
The opulence of the structure.

Can you believe that, after a place like this,
God came and lived as a homeless man?

The mind boggles.

Later that week, my friend ended up staying in the hospital,
As numerous tests were run on her friend.

The incredible complexity of the body,
The intricacy, the elaborate precision:

Perhaps the body actually was a more suitable temple
For a king than some structures plated in gold.