Sculpted heavy doors creak open,
Lured by darkness within
Holy water dabbed, words spoken
Ritual recitations begin
Sealing the sanctity of her mission.
Seemingly unending, unlit aisles extending
With yellow-brick road rigidity
Flanking knotted kneelers unbending
Conveying timeless solidity
Drawing her in, to enter her petition
Through the dimness, gleaming
Shards of light shimmer softly
Coloring ancient stained glass; streaming
As wafts of warmth push aloft
Through wrought iron grates emitting
Candle flames flicker; She approaches, unespied
Preparing to render her fervent intention
A coin drops, a lonely votive tries to hide
But she strikes the spark, Divine Intervention
Reverently sought at Mother Mary’s Shrine
Written in response to Trifecta Week 59 writing challenge: INTENTION (noun)…third definition:
3a : what one intends to do or bring about; b : the object for which a prayer, mass, or pious act is offered. (www.trifectawritingchallenge.com)
Nice tribute to the sensory side to religious ceremony.
I like your descriptions and the poem flowed beautifully 🙂
Thanks..thought I’d abandon blank verse for a change and attempt some meter and rhyme.
This is so beautiful. I could see the church going up around me in such lovely detail. (:
Brings back the good old days of lighting candles in chapels, churches and cathedrals. Thank you.