16. scurrying into the basilica for vespers...at twilight~~ shaking the snowflakes before entering the sanctuary...settling into the great silence, seeming to be more quiet than usual with the still winter snowfall outside...candles flickering against the stained glass~~ contrasting light mingling with the chant as darkness falls~~ last notes of holiness hanging in the air~~ walking slowly back out the door, into the sweet white-dappled darkness...
21 January 2008
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16. scurrying into the basilica for vespers...at twilight~~ shaking the snowflakes before entering the sanctuary...settling into the great silence, seeming to be more quiet than usual with the still winter snowfall outside...candles flickering against the stained glass~~ contrasting light mingling with the chant as darkness falls~~ last notes of holiness hanging in the air~~ walking slowly back out the door, into the sweet white-dappled darkness...
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Beautifully written - I could really imagine I was there with you.
oh how i love 16...even the snowflakes sounded wonderful...blessings today, rebecca
I love this one! I wish I was doing this right now!
hair-raising!
Beautiful words, beautiful photo!
This is beautiful.. the way you evoked both inside and outside. I love 'sweet white dappled darkness'.
You paint a very serene picture. I always love sitting in chruches that are empty. I find so much peace there :)
Beautiful Deb. Simply beautiful.
beckie...that is what i hoped when i wrote it. i'm glad
rebecca...they were...we don't see them very often & i cherished that evening
mom...that was fuel for my whole week!
mandy...what i say after reading your inspiring poetry!
constance...thank you dear friend!
watermaid...it all felt like one (except it was warmer inside!)
maryann...it is a beautiful place to catch your breath
annie...i knew you would understand
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