the monasteryA Poem by Marshallnuns floated on serene slabs of silence like penguins of patience waiting for the summer of noise and nuisance to batter the baptismal vow of tranquility. i was alone here my sins magnified and enormous against the leadlight windows and bare walls light streaming rainbows of meaning through the high altar windows onto sheets of spotless white souls singing in harmony-not a stitch out of tune angels of mercy. Slinking by the giant font huddled and hugged by incense absorbed embroidered seat covers of pews i was afraid my sinful stains would corrupt this magnificence. there is a god i could not see a spirit resting in the moment angels flitting about keeping calm ushering in the penitents and patting the innocents. slowly but surely the walls began to tremble with acceptance and my voice found a note in the hymnal and i surrendered to the honeysuckle tone of the sisters in praise and song. Author NotesTrue. © . All rights reserved, 24 days ago© 2014 Marshall |
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