Just down a mountain of endless stairs a 1,000 year old temple stood. Among the beauty of a vacation and the tropical jungle there was a path. It led to the right, through and to the left. Unlike everywhere else, the entrance was open.
Damp fermented rice and a clear voice.
An open invitation with a simple price.
Open was the entrance, unlike everywhere else. It lead to the left, through and to the right. Among the beauty of the tropical jungle and a vacation there was a path. Just down a mountain of endless stairs a 1,000 year old temple stood.
Ubud, Bali
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