But This Church Prays To Many gods

May 16, 2013
In this Church
Are the most faithful of the Stained
The hearts etched in glass,
And those who're shining the brightest
Those who can naught but break, bend, and refract the light,
Who cannot even lift their voices to heaven,
But only their

But perhaps that is why
That, though they are composed of frigid stone,
They feast their eyes, feeling the fire of the Holy Refiner
And now burn more feverently than the
As they wait in Anticipation
For the final of the faithful to Fall
And the last loving pastor to be infected with Lies,
So they can cry out to God
For forever their purpose and forever their worship is to call us Home
And silence themselves again.

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TargonTheDragon said...
May 25, 2013 at 3:06 pm
"I tell you," he replied, "if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out."
LiraDaeris replied...
May 25, 2013 at 7:51 pm
Yay!! You got the allusion! *gives cookie*
Jade.I.Am This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 23, 2013 at 3:33 pm
This is so beautiful! You never really completed your sentence from the first stanza, but that didn't take anything away from it. I LOVE this I can't even express how much it deserves more attention than it's getting.
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