Golden dusk enters as the massive doors swing open
A single ray drifts down upon a painted statue at the entrance
A small boy and his lamb
A teardrop trying to escape down his face
Forlorn looks on all the idols big and small
They could use a dusting
Particles of their cloaks float through the space leading me to the center aisle
I gaze upward to see the largest figure of them all
Christ, screaming
Christ staked to timber
Christ bleeding
Christ welcoming or pushing away
Fearful, frantic, yet calm
Spirit
The doors close
The padlock is set with a push
I am at my place of reckoning
Willing to learn
But more importantly, willing to listen
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