Once I went to see a temple. I could not call that temple beautiful, but it was wonderful, unique in its kind. No sooner did my eyes fall on the color-scheme and the pictures which stood there as its prominent features, than I was surprised, thinking: "How could such a temple have existed so Long!" Not long afterwards I heard that the temple had been destroyed. The idea is that the constructor of the temple was so absorbed in his scheme that he forgot the harmony of the spirit which had to make its plan, and so it resulted in failure.