Tag: Whitewashed Building

• THE CHURCH OF BALLYMORE.

  

  I HAVE knelt in great cathedrals with their wondrous naves and aisles, Whose fairy arches blend and interlace, Where the sunlight on the paintings like a ray of glory smiles, And the shadows seem to sanctify the place; Where the organ’s tones, like echoes of an angel’s trumpet roll, Wafted down by seraph wings from […]

  weebush

  November 4, 2020

  Fiction, Ireland, Poem

  Church, Congregation, Ireland, Peace, Poetry, Prayer, Priests, Whitewashed Building