Cathedral
Light filters through Each handmade pane Illuminates The soul's terrain High vaulted arches Draw the gaze Upwards, behold A heavenly blaze Life passes by Beneath carved stone Each pilgrim's path Is walked alone Worn out steps Ascend and rise Transcendence waits For guileless eyes Such craftsmanship Beyond compare Intricate arcades Echo each prayer Cathedral bells Ring out the sound Of angel song Of lost joy, found Of light and air Of stone and glass A witness as The centuries pass




Beautiful.
Your words, as lovely as ever, took me to a place of peace and serenity. Thank you Trudi✨♥️🙏