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

[Lorry]

A lovely moment and thought, of how even the simple effect of light shining though glass can inspire and comfort, in a place for inspired comfort to so many.
A wonderful perspective that makes me realise how it is always the simplest of things that can create such inspiration, and continue its own journey through your inspired words 😊

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry. what a priviledge to read your words.
My Mother loved poetry and taught me to be kind and forgive... to go out into the World and live in the valleys and soar the mountain tops for inspiration.
Your Avatar is soft and gentle... as are your words. Be blessed and stay well. tenderly, Pat

[Gee]

How lovely this poem, how lovely to be immortalised in a stained glass window.
The "g" has gone AWOL in the 6th line Patricia.
Good morning

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gee... your review is softly rendered as a rainbow blessing. I have touched up the meaning in the 6th line... and I thank you dearly. May your Autumn be blessed in magenta and gold... as the leaves fall gently into the fold of the Shepherd's care.
tenderly, Pat

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Being an alter boy in my youth I love the images you describe in this poem. There is a sacredness to them that resonate with me. Thank you Pat for your lovely poem.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Carlos... I appreciate your Spiritual background. We all can join others in their own way of recognizing forgiveness. truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

My Mother is the Nurse in this stained glass photo...
She has passed to Glory as have many others in the Village...
And yet the Light still shines through to go out into the
World and share God's blessings with everyone you meet...
the Author Pat