This massive temple is exquisitely set amid a verdant plain surrounded by rice fields and wave upon wave of multi colored flowers that dazzled the eye to the hibiscus blue horizon. As we approached the temple, Mr. X thought it looked like a colossal wedding cake of relief’s… I thought ---how fitting… for the love of a sweet prince for his princess.
We began our ascent up a black lava staircase adorned with graceful gold gilded Apsara’s and turned onto a seemingly endless corridor of relief’s depicting festivals and celestial ceremonies, journeys and adventures –and of course scenes of passionate embraces and midnight rendevous. I loved the relief’s where the prince offered the princess her choice of a vast array of priceless jewels, precious porcelain, richly colored carpets and embroidered silks truly a treasure trove of delight…. and of course a caravan of fashions inspired by CD Benelli. As they walked hand in hand gentle kinari’s strewn -- flower petals around their feet and precious incense swirled like gentle rain.
Corridors lead to hidden courtyards of ivory and ochre—stairways and hidden passageways lead to more relief’s and stairs….Mr. X took my hand as we explored this maze of marvels that celebrated the lives of the prince and princess -- tales unfurling before us like a toreador’s cape...dramatic -- sedate -- passionate --- a life carved in stone... memories built for eternity.
Climbing the first and second terraces of this great temple hand in hand – I fell in love all over again with my Prince, Mr. X – thankful for the adventures we have had and looking forward to the ones to come.
Together we wonder how the Prince and Princess will meet again...in what city... on what street or bazaar... perhaps it shall be at a sumptious banquet or in a quiet garden under the naked brilliance of the night sky..........
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