Degorram Posted September 20, 2010 Report Share Posted September 20, 2010 A cathedral does not know of the peasants entering its gates to learn of grace from its sunlit windows; nor does it understand the hushed awe filling its great expanses. Centuries old, it still does not recognize as one more human gazes, open mouthed, at its reverent grandeur. In manus tuas commendo spiritum meum. A silent prayer whispers through the eaves, and I treasure these things in my heart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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