St. George's Chapel

One of many places I visited

I glared wearily at the ceiling

Of St. George's Chapel

Admiring every arch, every memorial

To every icon of this historically

Fascinating country

There is something about this place

That cannot be described in more

Than three simple words

Lost words

Lost thoughts

Lost feelings that I never expected

To find on some trip to England

Tears swelled in my eyes

And a faint, tired smile crossed my face

All these years trying to find answers

To unsolved questions of life

Sitting mindlessly on a chair

I stared awkwardly at the golden cross

Lights everywhere gleaming down upon it

That feeling flared inside my soul

Warming my heart

I felt the need to get on my knees

And cry

Openly weep in front of all the tourists

Who didn't feel anything of their surroundings

Instead, I lowered my head

And silently let tears fall from my eyes

Onto the cold, stone floor

Those three lost words

I

Found

God

 

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

I am given the view of a returning soldier from the foreign fields of the colonies of the empire. Finding god one last time before he is called to muster.

[afifa malik]

A wonderful mystic experience described beautifully!!!!!
^.^