A Quiet Morning in the Chapel

The Sun rose and spread her shine on 

every rose petal in the Parish Garden 

where Prayers had settled on the Alter 

with Candles burning as a penance for 

the people of the Village in the Valley... 

The Saints in stained glass windows are 

blessed to have the light shine through... 

Reviews

[Beccy]

A gently evocative poem. Reminds me so much of our parish church, (construction of which started in 1250 AD.) It is quite beautiful inside, has lovely stained glass windows and is a true haven in a world sometimes far to frantically paced.

Blessing to you and trust this festive season will bring you and yours joy and happiness.

Beccy.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Beccy... we all worship the same God and trinity... I love the quaint Parish Reverence. We have an Episcopal Church in lee Town Fredericksburg with stained glass windows and a Pipe Organ that brings love and harmony to our Spirit. This year especially is a very Spiritual year with so many Immigrants with babies and young children. Our prayers are especially for the Innocent who are displaced with promises that has changed our Country... The Holy Spirit will guide our ways, Wishing you and yours a safe and healthy Season of love and devotion. gently, Pat

[barleygirl]

A ton of interesting imagery here . . . love how it feels as if you're painting a scene for us to ponder (((HUGS)))

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... I spent many hours at the Washington National Cathedral in Washington, D.C. The first floor is lined with stained glass windows on each side... depicting many scenes and venues to ponder. Often the Sun came through the Windows and made a Rainbow on the white marble Pilars inside. You could walk or take an Elevator to the very top and look out smaller Windows and see the Gargoyles sitting on the Nooks and Corners outside.
On the first floor is a huge Platform where Preachers of different Faiths would give Sermons. Dignitaries and Leaders of the World might meet there for a Funeral. Once Blind people spoke and sang Songs for our Salvation and so forth. There are Pews and many seats for a Thousand at least. Yes, the Light does shine through for everyone who will be open to the Beauty.
Love and Prayers for everyone from the Past and Present, and Future. tenderly, Pat.

[barleygirl]

Thank you for this awesome share!!!!

[Patricia Wedel]

You are dearly Welcome... our Leaves are falling softly as Prayers ascend for our Country and all the "Souls" who enter... may there be plenty, especially for the Babies and young children who are Innocent. The older Immigrants can work and help gather the Necessities.... is my Prayer. tenderly, Pat

[Melinda McQueen]

What a beautiful write. It calmed my spirit. I think you would want to know of a typo. There is one in line 2.
Great poem. Well done.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Melinda... lovely to know your Spirit was calmed. Perhaps the typo is the word Parish. Still not certain of the correct spelling. May your days be blessed with Love and Peace. gently, Pat

[Melinda McQueen]

Shouldn't it be "in THE Parish Garden"? made I'm wrong..

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Melinda... I was able to correct the error... to be "in the Parish Garden. Thank you dearly... truly, Pat

[Melinda McQueen]

You are welcome.

[Miss Sharon]

A beautiful write! I agree with these words in your profile...(Always praying for our country and world peace. Amen) Be blessed my friend and fellow Christian. ~Sharon

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sharon... Our President has invited all these Immigrants to the USA.... Why is it so difficult to teach these Immigrants to build villages and cities and to learn and grow the same as most of our forefathers worked very hard to build shelters and grow food as well as.. milk Cows and feed Chickens and Turkies.... Why do we have to suffer at the expense of our Leaders who are not doing this very thing as our forefathers struggled to do. When the "Light" shines through the stained Glass windows... it becomes very clear. This is my Prayer. God helps those who help themselves. gently, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

I have seen many church windows, glorious stained glass of all colors,where the different saints reflect .the sin shining through for an outstanding sight. The candles soft light for those not as lucky.
Lovely write Pat
Best, B.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Betty... thank you for your thoughtful words.
It is lovely the way we can see Eternity through the Eyes of the Beholder. Our Spirit was given to us at Birth as a Gift to share and celebrate. Blessings to you and yours. tenderly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Same to you Pat🙂

[Coyote Poetry]

You described a beautiful place dear Pat. Light on the windows of a church. Allow us to know. Life is okay and we be okay too. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... a first grade Teacher asked her Class...
"Does anyone know the 'meaning' of a Saint. A young girl raised her hand .. (her Father had taken her inside the Parish to see the lovely stained glass Windows) .. so the young girl said -- "A Saint is someone whom the Light shines through". It is the sweetest thing I ever heard. Thank you John for pausing to read this Poem. Wishing you the best Autumn days. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Does anyone know the meaning of a "Saint"?

[Patricia Wedel]

One young girl waved her Hand and said, "A Saint is someone whom the "Light" shines through". Her Father had taken her inside a Parish to see the Stained Glass Windows on a Sunny Day where Saints were depicted in Biblical settings. I love this "story".
tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Hard to say dear Pat. I have met demons and devils in my life. Been helped by kind people. I do believe Angels and saints are with us. Also demons and devils. Hello my dear friend.

[Dave Brown]

It is always an uplifting pleasure to read you and this is no exception
And a "gently" back to you

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dave... it is comforting to burn Candles and offer prayers for our Loved Ones, especially at this Autumn time of year... when a tear can mean their Spirit is near. I appreciate your review... and Bid you a wonderful Season of Love and Blessings. truly, Pat

[Ken Simm.]

Thank you so much for posting this visually pure poem Patricia.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Ken... we can be a bright spot in someone's Life... by penning a poem that is filled with faith, hope and charity for the millions who are wandering about ... searching for a place to be part of giving to others in return. Your kindness is a gift. truly, Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

Beautiful. Your gentle images filter through warming the reader. Makes me think of that old Brown's song 'The Chapel Bells Were Ringing,' for little Jimmy Brown.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Cherrie... I love the song you mentioned... I can hear the Melody so clearly as I read your comment. It seems that somehow with all the Immigrants entering our Country... we will need to sing our old-time songs... so they can experience a Nation so Strong in Love and Devotion. truly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Light is spiritually uplifting and your words here Pat reminded me how sunlight shining anywhere and candle light flickering can brighten low mood. Rays of sun have just pierced a morning cloud here. How lovely that is. Sending love across the waves.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... it is about four-thirty AM on Wednesday, October 18, here in Fredericksburg, Virginia... and it seems a pleasure to know...
the rays of sun have just pierced a morning cloud where you live across the waves. We have had a Full Moon for two nights now and the Moonbeams shine through our Master Bedroom upstairs. It lights the Room in a poetic way. I always knew I would be learning and "growing" as a person until I took my last Breath... and then we may experience the Spiritual World beyond. Lovely to read your words. gently, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, always such a pleasure to read your poetic thoughts. I am just about to start my day. We are all ill with heavy colds and coughs. Thankfully not covid, but all under the weather. Making the most of our holiday and the time we spend together.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... you will be in our Prayers that you will feel better. Coughs and colds can make you weary.
My Father would say, "Remember when days are dark and dreary, it is just the Shadow of an Angel's Wing watching over you". The Sun always helps to heal us.
Enjoy the Holidays. gently, Pat

[emmajoy]

The sight of reflective light through a church or the like window is either clear.. and pure and calm. or can be a rainbow drifted to earth. The best of good light makes even dust sparkle or thorns glitter.. and so your Parish and its life is blessed. Perhaps; dear Pat. Good morning. lady; wishing you and Roger a safe and truly good day.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... although I am not Catholic ... I do share the same Faith and spiritual blessings. My Testimony has always been-- "I though so unworthy...still am a Child of His Care". I suppose it is Best that I can feel Humble and keep trying to improve... To be saved is to keep trying. I appreciate your Words, and I do agree that "light" of any form can make dust sparkle and thorns glitter. Roger and I are doing well... enjoying Rest at the setting of the Sun... and having a bit of Fun during the Day. Of course Roger takes Dialysis three days a week-- and enjoys the Camaraderie of the nurses and patients...
for almost four years now. Before 1940... dialysis was not discovered-- so patients did not survive as they do today. Not everyone is eligible for a Transplant. Our life is a Gift to be savored. gently, Pat

[emmajoy]

You really do trust your faith and in these days, it's the best medicine a believer can have, dear lady. Tis wonderful to know that Roger finds the company he has when having before, during and after the dialysis, It's quite a long procedure.. and been going a long time for him. Often the most sick are the most heroic. Take care, keep smiling in your spirit, it seems to only find the positives in life - somehow. Too long a message.. ooops. xx