A crisp cold bright, sun bright morning,
Walking through the once detested landscape,
Dull as dishwater in teenage years,
Now feels reassuringly picturesque,
And calm, like a sexagenarian’s gait…
Nothing rushes up at you,
with youthful exuberance.
And I enter the Cathedral just as I did in my school age years,
Like a vagrant thief, unsure of my place.
I lit a candle for my beloved,
And shared our words of love
Everlasting, and allowed my mind to reach out
Out beyond the physical bounds…
And found our love there waiting for me.
I found a peace of sorts, as the organ played loud
discordant single chords, annoying but somehow
soothing…Do I mean soothing?