Migration

The sky is specked with spots of black
with tweeting feathers toward the south-land fly;
from whence they come, these home-torn flocks
these decors of a graying sky?




Vapel

Nine pointed star upon the top
Trinity thought (the triple tier);
ancient beauty in modern dress
stands out high upon the hill.

the soaring pipes to thrill the ears
floating stairs, a baptistry below;
terrazoed floor, no noble support
and glass to hail the ready light.

A tapered altar and Christus glorified
the stained glass a story tells;
'pon the mensa the burning stick
symbol of Christ, Eternal Light.

Within the walls, beautied all about
all vessels there, the Messe smocks;
all this in that gloried spot
but oh,...how empty, how empty!