Two peasants on a pilgrimage
Stepping across boulders and bridges,
Guided by God's wind.
As they summited and saw
A cathedral that scraped the stars,
the one peasant submitted
(equal parts awe and pity):
"Nature taught me God was beyond Man,
This structure reminds me
God is scripture and sculpture."
Mused the other,
Man-made Gods inspire awe
And Mountains and Valleys are wondrous still,
But the People I meet are the wonders of my world.
"Intelligence is an ability to appreciate beauty in many forms."
Stepping across boulders and bridges,
Guided by God's wind.
As they summited and saw
A cathedral that scraped the stars,
the one peasant submitted
(equal parts awe and pity):
"Nature taught me God was beyond Man,
This structure reminds me
God is scripture and sculpture."
Mused the other,
Man-made Gods inspire awe
And Mountains and Valleys are wondrous still,
But the People I meet are the wonders of my world.
"Intelligence is an ability to appreciate beauty in many forms."
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Written in December 2016 after visiting the Montserrat Monastery.
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