Image credit: david versaci/

Image credit: david versaci/

In the church we waited
So alone
Heaven cracking
Like an eggshell
over rough hewn stone
Doves of peace plummet
Into the dusty air
We waited in our faith
And deep despair

In the church we prayed
Hopeless fools
Angels long departed
Empty cathedrals
Resonate with loss
Every ray of sunlight
At such cost
There’s nothing there
And yet we wait in faith
And deep despair

(c) Helen Valentina 2017

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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2 Responses to Church

  1. slpmartin says:

    I suspect that is why it is called “faith”…a fine verse IMHO.

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