Roeun Cathedral
Rouen Cathedral
Its stands
ghostly pale
Blocking
morning sun
Which dances
just out of sight
Upon the
glorious spires
Hands reach
out to light
A mortal but
an ant
Too small to
climb the
Heavens
But how
glorious
To rise from
cold darkness
Into warmth victorious
How the
workers toiled
Carved each
brick
Swarms of
hands
Legs and
backs
Heaving
under heavy loads
To form
timeless majesty
Bringing awe
of cosmos
Down to
earth
A ladder to
the stars
The creator
in our midst
Almost, just
out of reach
Beyond the
ceiling of concrete
If only to
know that
So above so
below
And in the
morning darkness
Cold and
crisp
The warmth
of light
Inside us
glows.
RUTH LAMBERT
1/10/2019
Rouen Cathedral, West Facade - Monet 1894 |