From castle vantage I see its twin
in similar stature piercing the sky.
The cathedral cloaked with centuries of worship
shining with mason’s craft and toil
against overcast backdrop.
This is a beacon for the people’s
a monument to faith,
the calling card of God.
And though I worship
beyond its skirt of grandeur and of pomp,
beyond its ostentation,
it still inspires;
stirring, like all testaments of faith and artistry,
reverence for a creator
whose art and craft
is measureless and extravagant
even on cloud-filled days.