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the stained glass
works of art
garner little sunshine
the marble inside
is dust-dulled
the faithful arrive only
for special ceremonies
in the meantime
there is no money to pay
the janitor’s insurance
fees should he topple
from the ladder twenty feet high
attempting to clean windows
I – like many
worship in distant words
a faraway ritual of my concocting
the private practice of prayer
only moves me —
its physical beauty
does not teach patience
nor how to leap
into the arms of a faith
that tomorrow will
indeed be brighter
because I fold my hands
mouthing alleluia
in time with ancient sacred hymns
that yet touch
a secret place in my soul
. . .
tornadoday 
I agree ~art does bring about the spirit of worship and prayers and devotion !
Indeed, I have attended many a service where all that might have been said was lost, as I poured myself into the stories written overhead…….. Many a time, I have sat in tears, reading in shades of once broken glass. Thank you. I’m not surprised that you can relate to this piece…….. Truly, Deb, thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie