The sunlight peeks in
Through the cracked, stain-glass windows
Scattering it's rays
Over the dusty floor
The clean-cut, tiny shards of glass
That depict many a true story,
An old brass bell quietly hangs
Atop the high building
The grand piano stads alone
In front of broken pews,
The hymnal books, the pages torn
Lie all over the room
The place is deserted...
Except for one single soul,
Who found redemption from his sins
In an old...
Broken down...
...Cathedral...
May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 8:46 AM UTC
The sunlight peeks in
Through the cracked, stain-glass windows
Scattering it's rays
Over the dusty floor
The clean-cut, tiny shards of glass
That depict many a true story,
An old brass bell quietly hangs
Atop the high building
The grand piano stads alone
In front of broken pews,
The hymnal books, the pages torn
Lie all over the room
The place is deserted...
Except for one single soul,
Who found redemption from his sins
In an old...
Broken down...
...Cathedral...
Picture it in your mind, it was how I saw one in my mind, but I have never seen one from the inside for real, if you close your eyes, you can see the cathedral really well... try it!