Thursday, February 21, 2008

the church at night a bit

I went to the service at Primera Iglesia on Ash Wednesday. Here's a poem I wrote, after I went to fill up my water bottle in the kitchen and got to see the church at night a bit.

standing in the dark church
in the room that remembers
one thousand potlucks-
the walls pause with me in the darkness
as i go about my business
setting up or putting away.
puttering around the house of the Lord.

God promises one day I'll have a key,
to walk into the building, to prepare or wait
to stand in the dark church.
the simplest beauty.
the greatest honor.
puttering around the holy of holies.
sweeping up after the saints.

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