Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Forest Cathedral


I walk in the whisper
of the wind, splashes
of sunlight dappling
the arched nave,
shadows playing
in flickering green.
A prism’s refraction,
slight peels of light
color my way
toward the shrouded,
trunked apse. Saints
on their wooden perches
watch, approving.

This poem is submitted for One Shot Wednesday, hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see more submitted poems, please visit the site.

Photograph: Tow Path by Peter Griffin via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.

25 comments:

Linda said...

My very favorite kind of cathedral Glynn. This is serene.

Maureen said...

Quite a lovely metaphor.

ayala said...

I always feel the woods are my cathedral.Lovely :)

poemblaze said...

Beautiful poem. Love all the cathedral imagery.

Anthony Desmond said...

amazing... quiet, peaceful, and woodsy feel to this

dustus said...

"A prism’s refraction,
slight peels of light"

Great precise statements such as the one above make the poem's imagery appear majestic to me. Thanks, Gylnn!

LauraX said...

one of my favorite places to meet the Divine Glynn...beautiful!

Brian Miller said...

nice...i find solace in the boughs of that sanctuary....it is where i retreat when i need...

signed...bkm said...

a forest cathedral must say my favorite place to pray...being a woodland child this pulls at the heart...blessings..bkm

S. Etole said...

a favorite place to be ...

CM said...

Oh I love this! I like the saint metaphor. We go hiking in the woods every chance we get.

Elizabeth Young said...

I love this poem and picture. They intertwine well like the symbolism of shady dell and Church together. I also learned a new word! I have never heard of the word apse before, but it is lovely.

Pat Hatt said...

Nice it's always great to have a place to retreat to like this.

Mama Zen said...

This is lovely!

Reflections said...

A wonderful place to worship... closer to heaven.

lori said...

such peace found here in your words :)

Belinda Munoz said...

Nice! This makes me very excited to go back to the sequoias in a couple of weeks!

C Rose said...

Fantastic write ~ the prompt image is captured perfectly in your words ~ Rose

hedgewitch said...

The wooden saints are a lovely touch. Even someone as unfamiliar with the inside of churches as myself can appreciate the one you build here. Beautiful and serene.

hedgewitch said...

Meant to type "wooden perches for saints" excuse my keyboarding ahead of my brain.

Ann Grenier said...

Your poem is a prayer of praise and thanksgiving for the peace of a forest cathedral.

Patricia said...

Oh, I saw a whole new image of stained glass windows! Beautiful imagery, Glynn. Isaiah 55:12 ... all the trees of the field will clap their hands. Lovely.

randallweiss said...

"Saints
on their wooden perches
watch, approving." <--love this.

gautami tripathy said...

Beautitful...

a statement

Shashi said...

Dear Glyn

Its lovely.. it was a pleasure to read this one after a long time...


Om Namah Shivaya
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