Our Church
Red candle burns a steady glare through day and darker night.
A crucifix adorns the wall above the altar fair,
Upon which hangs a woven cloth, kept clean with loving care.
The saints in all their majesty are also honored here;
By stained glass windows, radiant, their glory is made clear.
Two shrines are placed along the side, where we may come to pray,
And light a candle, red or blue, asking blessings for the day.
But there is something lovelier still than all that I have said;
More beautiful than altar cloth, or candles blue and red.
For God Himself is in our church, in forms of bread and wine.
Inside the tabernacle gold lives Christ, Who is Divine.
So every day I will thank God from bedroom, kitchen or hall,
For coming down to make our church the loveliest of all.
6 Comments:
That's very nice!
Lovely poem. To your last stanza, I say, Amen!
(er, last line)
Yes, very nice!
I wrote a piece about the inside of a Catholic church (in narrative prose, and from a much different perspective) on my own blog (http://green-flash.blogspot.com) in a post titled Different (Dec. 4, 2005) which you might find interesting.
[Don't be daunted by that date. I only find time to post one or two times a month, so it really wasn't that far back.]
--G/F
(March 12, '06)
Hey Flash,
Thanks for dropping by. I did actually read the post you mentioned. It was very good, and I enjoyed it. (I would have commented on your own blog to that effect, but my computer won't open the comment window for some reason.)
Sanchez, maybe the reason you aren't able to comment at my site is you have the pop-up blocker feature on your web browser set too restrictively. The HaloScan commenting system which I use appears as a pop-up window (unlike Blogger's system that just pages over using the same window). Try modifying this feature on your browser to either temporarily allow all pop-ups or allow them permanently on particular sites, and see if that fixes the problem.
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