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St Merri (Paris, France)
Contributed by
Bruce
on
Wednesday, 9th June 2004 @ 11:18:25 AM in AEST
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The church bells are ringing again
as they do each day
Every hour on the hour
these chimes are sent your way
A 16th century church
as old and as beautiful as this
Makes you think you are already there
surrounded in heavenly bliss
The art work and the sculptures
the stained glass windows too
Create a special feeling
deep inside of you
A curious thing to wonder about
is the devil over the door
Why it was put there in the first place
no one can be sure
But if you came to worship
or just to look around
Inside this magnificent church
all that is needed can be found
Copyright ©
Bruce
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2004-06-09 11:18:25]
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Re: St Merri (Paris, France)
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by buchi on
Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 11:00:52 AM AEST
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Very descriptive...its beautiful write ...the line that got me smiling was: A curious thing to wonder about
is the devil over the door
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Re: St Merri (Paris, France)
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by reprobate on
Saturday, 3rd July 2004 @ 05:45:34 PM AEST
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very nice.
thanks for sharing
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Re: St Merri (Paris, France)
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by Essentially9 on
Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 11:42:14 PM AEST
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| great write. |
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Re: St Merri (Paris, France)
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by Jenni_K on
Sunday, 18th July 2004 @ 10:24:41 PM AEST
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I can almost picture it..
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Re: St Merri (Paris, France)
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 12th August 2005 @ 02:49:53 PM AEST
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I once had a dream of this church with its stained glass windows. Now and then in those dreams I visit there.
I always end up outside the church in the front courtyard. I kneel down on the grass crying, and I look up to see this beautiful angel sitting high above this balcony over that door telling me I will be alright.
Its amazing how our dreams fit into real life.
So with that, in a sense of dreams, I have visited this place.
RLPoetess ; )) |
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