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Friday, July 15, 2005





I walked into the cathedral,
felt the space and the time take my breath
Saw a statue of Mary Magdalene
wearing her Sunday dress
I lit a candle for my love,
as sad Mary looked up into His eyes,
Her words froze on her stone lips
as she formed that last goodbye.
A ghost was whispering to my beating heart
and at my finger tips electricity,
Here in this microcosm cathedral city
An abstract cross and artifacts,
the house of God and the dead.
Mary’s back is to the choir and congregation
And heaven’s still dense as lead

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