After Touring St. Mels Cathederal

Recently restored... I toured the cathedral in Longford

Where the fire burned… its smell intimately familiar
One statue survived, mere damage and dust of smoke
Pictured on the walls: the ruins, it looks now that there was never any
I listened, as the bishop of it spoke
Of the sculpture of the Stations and the Church Mice
Of how neither realistic or mystic was the style
What I understood most was what heretofore Id liked the least: the windows
To make an environment for prayer: that made me smile
The light flooded in as if God there dwelt among us
A baby being baptized below us bawled and cried
I said a silent prayer of few words and yet much meaning
If Christ looked down I thought he’d say “That’s why I died”

Stations of the Cross at St Mels Cathederal Longford

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful journey you took me with. I liked the ancient churches and buildings. They have a old ancient feel and make you feel the history. hank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Great Aunt Astri]

I wonder what started the fire? ......perhaps the Lord himself, in order to restore the cathedral! Your poem is full of hope, light flooding in, baptised babies bawling, and new sculptures. The last line made me smile>

[jacob erin-cilberto]

beautiful poem and a great last line---we can always restore structures...people, not so easily...

j.