Writing Prompt #14 Write about the Holy Spirit: Fire, dove, wind, muse, pick or make up a metaphor
The church holds the peace for us
While we are away, until we return.
The building itself hovers between heaven
And this earth.
When I crack open the front door,
I instantly exhale.
The silence and the calm
Envelope me in an invisible
Soothing embrace as
I pass by the glass doors to the sanctuary.
Colors drip in sunlight from the stained glass
Rooftop as candles and metal pieces
Stand guard
For the tiny flame
From which our blessings radiate.
This glowing fire in its glass cylinder
Is to me, the holy spirit, that we hold
Inside of ourselves.
The source of our own shining light.
~TC
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