“sanctuary”
Light snailed across the stone,
quiet along a side wall
where I stood.
The nave opened outward,
steady in its own pattern,
yet nothing in it called for me.
I stayed near the edge,
following each shift of sound
as it travelled through the high vaults,
confident in its passing.
In this small place,
the day held long enough
for me to listen
and abide.
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crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Cryptic I do not know if it was intended but this held a deep and hidden meaning for me. As a church it symbolizes man's held beliefs. I find myself standing at the side wall of these beliefs. Central beliefs seem to open outward to the masses, holding steady and as the poem states nothing in it call to me. I remain at the edge listening to the media, those that call for religious belief and faith, politics. I listen to their confident words but remain at the edge. And there I abide. the image of light as a snail pairs the two greatest opposites the speed of light and the slow crawling snail and indeed in its journey it appears that light in its movement across earthly terrain crawls at a snails pace. An illusion just as are the religious, political, news transitions. The word sanctuary holds special meaning here. Very deep Cryptic and a fave
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