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Do Prayers still crawl the heights of crumbling towers?

Does God still hear, within this place of whitened stone?

Torn apart and heaved rock by rock from itself,

By angry monarch so many hundred years ago.

Yet here is peace and silent prayer.

No longer shadowed figures, blessed by grace

Walk hallowed halls and chanting praise to His fair face.

The coweled faces now are crows and bats

Yet still they sing as they fly around the lofty halls

And come to rest in roofless walls.

Silence reigns as they too find peace here.

Let us think then of those men,

Who left what they had to follow Him.

To come to this place, that many say,

God visited once, but forgot to stay.

A cold harsh world that makes a man leave,

Or makes him stay and be his best in this hallowed place.

These men came forth and built a dream of whitened stone and river fair.

A beloved place of loving Prayer.

Looking at this place today with broken walls

And floors of grass and clay.

Gazing up through roofless towers at rain filled skies

And wondering how those Brothers cried,

For a building full of love and trust.

A prayer to God,torn by Old Kings greed and lust!

Where now the Peace and where is God?

Yet peace there is. He placed it here.

He never left.

As you walk around this hallowed ground,

It fills your Soul, your sense, your mind.

Your heart cries out to be as one with hooded crows

And coweled monks.

For torn apart and open- roofed.

It makes no mind at this great place.

Your mind is a Prayer and so at Peace.

Anne

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