Chapel of the Holy Cross
They removed 25,000 tons of rock
for me to believe…
a small price
to open a heart,a soul.
I scaled the
spiral medium
and looked out at the sky.
There was Tom,
Uncle Dick,
Grandmom,
Mom,Grandmom,
pouring over the sides
of clouds,
down cheeks,
into the shafts of
my bones.
Urgency led
my tremulous hands,
lighting wick
after wick,
as the boy
tossed burnt
pleas into
a box.
I knelt on the solid base
of my doubt,
trying to get a glimpse
of the cross,
but my eyes were
drawn to the
loyal blue heavens.
They removed 25,000 tons
of rock for me to believe…
a small price
to open a heart,
a soul.
Click on this link for facts about plastic bags. Most supermarkets sell very inexpensive reusable bags now. I purchased six. Now I have to work on remembering to bring them into the store with me. One step at a time.
This beauty stops me in my tracks when walking through my gardens. Let's appreciate our paradise!
Recycle something today!