In an empty church
I found myself
With visions
Of the dead
A non believer
In desperate hours
Before the alter
I bowed my head.
In its peace
And tranquility
Breathing doubt
Upon this day
In silence
As if to find
Some belief
To find a way.
Silence tugged
Upon my sleeve
Eyes closed
Wishing for
Conclusion in
My troubled mind
That lay in wait
Behind the door.