I delight in the spires of Churches,
Pointing upwards, to the sky.
Stretching towards the heavens,
With our praises rising high.
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My sentiments exactly, your poem captures it all I find old buildings just awe inspiring, love this one Ernistine.
A prefect write of how these spires inspire us to do right. -chuck
Another gem from you Ernestine! I love looking at churches too! There are very few buildings that can fill you with a sense of awe and wonder......but churches do me. Great poem. Sincerely, mary
The structure of this piece is as well-crafted as those of your dreams. Grand piece which draws the reader into the 'dream'.
Now, if we could only get the people inside to behave as nicely as their outsides appear, and start practising love, then the buildings wouldn't be what was the most important thing about a religion. Beautifully expressive, E. Well Done!
Dear Ernestine, Those builders had a faith stronger even than the stone they were carving, I often think about the feeling and deep set meaning they held close, so close that it seems to be steeped in the very architecture itself, All is by no means lost it is echoed through the walls of time and is heard as silence Love duncan X
This is lovely, Ernestine! I love the spires too....and the homes they make for birds.
Wonderful writing here Ernestine. Church spires are indeed awe-inspiring objects. Andrew x