A Journey through Time
Thailand - Ayutthaya
Music: Buddhist Mantra - O Mane Padme Hum...
We are approaching the old capital of Thailand, Ayutthaya, by way of river in a long-tailed wooden boat. The gentle hum of the engine is already lulling us into a different world. The river bends lazily, then looming before us are remnants of ancient times. We are still, in awe of the grandeur echoing lifetimes past.
As we walk through the ruins of this woven tapestry of moments, we are overcome by the enormity of it all. The mystical power and serenity of the sandstone Buddha images, some with heads, others not; the splendour of the Stupas protruding into the heavens above us, some fallen; ruined walls forming a patchwork of geometric lines all to be broken again by blooming magnolia trees…all intertwined , manmade objects perfectly at one with nature… all forming a perfect equation.
Music: Buddhist Mantra - O Mane Padme Hum...
We are approaching the old capital of Thailand, Ayutthaya, by way of river in a long-tailed wooden boat. The gentle hum of the engine is already lulling us into a different world. The river bends lazily, then looming before us are remnants of ancient times. We are still, in awe of the grandeur echoing lifetimes past.
As we walk through the ruins of this woven tapestry of moments, we are overcome by the enormity of it all. The mystical power and serenity of the sandstone Buddha images, some with heads, others not; the splendour of the Stupas protruding into the heavens above us, some fallen; ruined walls forming a patchwork of geometric lines all to be broken again by blooming magnolia trees…all intertwined , manmade objects perfectly at one with nature… all forming a perfect equation.
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