St. James Cathedral, Toronto
Large decorative front doors
Opening our hearts wide
In a good way, Anglican
With sharp edges probing us
Old, reaching out to the ageless
Making us feel our timelessness
Ornate beauty, inspiring us to find
What lingers just beyond our grasp
But causes us to rise
Above our small selves
Light through stain-glass windows
Streaming through us
Into our souls
Angelic voices, capturing our sweetness
Carrying us high above
Faces, all shades of the rainbow
God’s love, from all directions
On Third Advent Sunday
At St. James Cathedral in Toronto
I see it!
Dan said this on December 17, 2007 at 11:42 am
Dan: Thanks. What a terrific sacred place!
diannone said this on December 17, 2007 at 5:18 pm
Hey, were you there this year?
This is a strikingly beautiful poem. I especially appreciate the crescendo of the last verse.
Aurora said this on December 17, 2007 at 6:09 pm
Aurora: Thanks. We were just there on Sunday and enjoyed a beautiful service. What a magnificent church. So old, so brave, so holy…
diannone said this on December 17, 2007 at 7:51 pm
We just missed each other by 2 days.
Aurora said this on December 17, 2007 at 9:37 pm
Very visual. Came alive for me!
gautami said this on December 18, 2007 at 11:42 am
I love these words of yours:
“inspiring us to find
What lingers just beyond our grasp
But causes us to rise
Above our small selves”
Rob said this on December 18, 2007 at 6:55 pm
Thanks Aurora: No way! Were you at St. James or Toronto? Of course, if you were at St. James you were in Toronto.
Gautami; Thank you. Glad you enjoyed the poem.
Rob: Thanks. Good to see you around. I liked that stanza as well.
diannone said this on December 18, 2007 at 9:22 pm
beautiful poem.
guess what
u been tagged!
kai c. said this on December 18, 2007 at 9:34 pm
wonderful! sounds like a great place.
Andrew said this on December 19, 2007 at 12:07 am
Thanks Kai and Andrew. It is a very beautiful place.
diannone said this on December 19, 2007 at 7:15 am