Roeun Cathedral

Rouen Cathedral

Its stands ghostly pale

Blocking morning sun

Which dances just out of sight

Upon the glorious spires

Hands reach out to light

A mortal but an ant

Too small to climb the

Heavens

But how glorious

To rise from cold darkness

Into warmth victorious

How the workers toiled

Carved each brick

Swarms of hands

Legs and backs

Heaving under heavy loads

To form timeless majesty

Bringing awe of cosmos

Down to earth

A ladder to the stars

The creator in our midst

Almost, just out of reach

Beyond the ceiling of concrete

If only to know that

So above so below

And in the morning darkness

Cold and crisp

The warmth of light

Inside us glows.

RUTH LAMBERT

1/10/2019

Rouen Cathedral, West Facade -
Monet 1894