Papal places borne of trust
Missions built to all of us
Regardless of their race or creed
Thresholds crossed among their need

To face the days their playing fields
Emotions net those things revealed
Places hidden in night’s dark
One of each upon times ark

Webs once spun as spider’s tales
Cry not now the creed of males
Showing solid fronts afraid to fail
Moonlight silver shows lifes trail

Beaches found with footprints few
Coins they ****** to pay dues
Memories tucked away to mime
Fate it shimmers crossing time

New eggs safe in high tree nest
The chosen passing natures test
Rising now to feel the wind
Newborns flutter voices sing

(GE2014)