Outside the Cathedral
And at a holy hour, the bells in tune,
I walk out to the fields and sunset sky
which will soon give way to a gentle moon,
which leave no question to how or why
I came here— just that I did— just as the stars
will shine because they do, such is God’s way.
For I am now so far from all the cars,
from all the streets with their bars and cafes.
Yes, far from them but close to my soul,
to the soft word amen, and to the breath
that has led me on this scared stroll,
to this way of life so far from death.
Inside that cathedral, inside that pew,
I found a prayer that led me to this view.