The World Is My Cathedral Poem by Francie Lynch

The World Is My Cathedral

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I've walked
The flat lands
Of Alberta,
And ascended the foothills.

Near the doors of France
I've approached the caves.

Crossed the Channel
And praised the chalk altar
Of Dover.

Looked skyward
To the Dome,
Thought of creation
Across the blue
Michael knew,
Then touched
My fingers.

Saturday, January 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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