#a cathedral

[skywailer]

my take-away: so they... held hands and kissed in a cathedral huh. kissed in “acknowledgment of their connection and celebration” in a cathedral huh

[djmalabite-blog]

Your smile fluttered my senses

[caravaggista]

A Cathedral

It rises by a frozen mere, With nave and transepts of the pines That towering mid the snows appear Majestic and sublime; While, with a myriad fair designs Of feathery-tufted tracery, Their tops adorn with silver rime The azure vault’s immensity.

Rock-piled, the altar to the East Lies argent-spread; on either hand— Meek servers at the lonely feast— Surpliced and tall the birches stand, Like ghostly acolytes; And through ice-mailéd branches pass, Prismatic from celestial heights, The tints of mediæval glass.

Awed, as in no cathedral raised By human thought, alone, and still, I muse on one who dying praised The God of Being, here:

On him who welcomed with a will The gift of life, the boon of death,— The while he heard, deep-toned and near, The solemn forest’s organ-breath.

- Florence Earle Coates, 1912, Unconquered Air and Other Poems

[dragonflies-dart-blog]

do you ever just make music videos in your head and then sigh because they'll never be real music videos

[caravaggista]

A Cathedral

   It rises by a frozen mere, With nave and transepts of the pines That towering mid the snows appear Majestic and sublime; While, with a myriad fair designs Of feathery-tufted tracery, Their tops adorn with silver rime The azure vault's immensity. Rock-piled, the altar to the East Lies argent-spread; on either hand— Meek servers at the lonely feast— Surpliced and tall the birches stand, Like ghostly acolytes; And through ice-mailéd branches pass, Prismatic from celestial heights, The tints of mediæval glass. Awed, as in no cathedral raised By human thought, alone, and still, I muse on one who dying praised The God of Being, here:

  On him who welcomed with a will The gift of life, the boon of death,— The while he heard, deep-toned and near, The solemn forest's organ-breath.

- Florence Earle Coates, 1912, Unconquered Air and Other Poems