sitting alone, in the back of the sanctuary
pines the rafters, blue sky the ceiling
more beautiful than the Sistine Chapel
the chapel on the island in the woods
wild blueberries as I walked the path there
a birch cross, a baptismal fount in living rock
a stone pulpit, wooden pews, solemnity, casualness
intermixed feelings, serene, quiet,
pine needles the floorboards
an empty chapel on a summer Saturday
July 26, 2008
Chocorua Island Chapel,
Church Island, Squam Lake,
Holderness, NH
http://www.churchisland.org/
Saturday, July 26, 2008
In the chapel
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