Thick trees stand beside the shrine
Age-old beauty starts to shine
Sunbeams break through leafy shade
Chasing mist that slowly fades
Long stone paths wind far away
To stories of the yesterday
Each carved line tells noble story
Filled with faith and endless glory
Sunset tints the dome with red
Wonderful memories widespread
Peace lingers in this hallowed place
Wrapped in soft and soothing grace
Pure wonder holds its steady pace