Psalm 48 Redux

Here, once more.

Here, in this, Your sacred space

Space of burnt amber walls,

Of sepia floors.

Here,  Your music shimmers as gold,

Notes echo from light to light, to

Light.

A thousand, thousand tongues

Lift alleluias to the Heavens,

A litany of  words,

Each different, each the Same.

Here, is Beauty.

Here, is Majesty.

Here, is Intimacy.

Here, You are, evermore.

And here – am I.

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