Taste of Divine Melancholy
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
alive with light. .
i sit in a wooden pew
staring up at him
in an empty chutrch.
With only the stain glass saints
in attendance
depending on the light of day.
How come they live in the light ?
when there is only darkness in the world ?
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