Thursday, October 21, 2004 -- 5:20 PM
I haven't posted in awhile. Bite me.
Nothing is as Quiet as a Church
The pulsating reverence surrounds you in the aisle,
and then the pew, as you sit
you have no choice but to bow with it.
sounds are in your ears; people moving, people whispering
but they can't touch you, not here
all is silence here, unbroken
the silence is in your thoughts, and the breath of the organ
bleeding down from the endless ceiling,
past the altar to commune with the Almighty,
before it finds you, softly,
saturates your mind with it's purity
soaks your soul in it's radiance,
and prepares your lips and heart for worship
