Lourdes. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Lourdes.

I walked through the gates into a thin place, of immense beauty and spirituality. Many people were on bended knees, praying. I went into the holy spring water and came out dry which left me in awe and beyond my understanding. The candlelit procession was a most uplifting experience.
Michael Cochrane © 2024

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