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TEMPLE
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TEMPLE by Mark Cappellano
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TEMPLE Š 2014 Photography Š 2009 - 2012 Mark Cappellano Layout Design by Elle Ruth Gound, 2013
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a meditation
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am i but a flame trembling within dust
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illumination and smoke 13
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aground and aloft
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visible when still
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a force emerging drawn by the sun
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are you that mirror my companion
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cloaked in skin and scale
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our coil becoming this spark
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ghosts warm within
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rooms to other selves
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moons circling other earths
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am i that murmur
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voiced in flesh
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more sand than stone
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more light than marrow
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who is here deep in solitude
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to ascend while falling
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so bound in love winged in this temple by night
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an offspring of fire that cannot be grasped
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a body with hands warm upon the soil
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two creatures seen and unseen
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cleaved in this ancient nest
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each lulled by winds possessed
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this is the marriage that is the self
temple am i but a flame trembling within dust illumination and smoke aground and aloft visible when still a force emerging drawn by the sun are you that mirror my companion cloaked in skin and scale our coil becoming this spark ghosts warm within rooms to other selves moons circling other earths am i that murmur voiced in flesh more sand than stone more light than marrow
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who is here deep in solitude to ascend while falling so bound in love winged in this temple by night an offspring of fire that cannot be grasped a body with hands firm upon the soil two creatures seen and unseen cleaved in this ancient nest each lulled by winds possessed
this is the marriage that is the self
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Sincere thanks to the models; my muses and teachers. Time with you in this wilderness is always pure, honest, sobering.
These images were taken with minimal light during a time of practicing vigorous yoga and contemplating its core texts. While shooting, I eliminated all external references to photograph a body, solitary in space: to excavate, I suppose, the meaning of that bedrock of Yoga Sutras, Patanjali’s, “Yoga is the cessation of the mind stuff.� To capture us, unmoored from the adhesion of culture, time, place, memory and experience is the impossible goal. What happens when the mind ceases, and there remains that ember, liberated from the shoving of the senses?
T E M P L E IMAGES | VERSE
MARK CAPPELLANO