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Rather than words comes the thought of high windows:
The sun-comprehending glass,
And beyond it, the deep blue air, that shows
Nothing, and is nowhere, and is endless.
--from Philip Larkin's High Windows


It Is Enough To Enter by Todd Boss
The holiness of a sacred space.

The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry
The natural world is untroubled

Kneeling by R.S. Thomas
Kneeling in a church building…waiting...

Dancing in the Cathedral by Luci Shaw
The poem captures the physicality of the bell ringing, the sacredness of the tolling.

An Altogether Different Language by Anne Porter
An abandoned church in Umbria, believed to be the haunt of angels.

Draw Near by Scott Cairns
Candlelight in a katholikon invokes a brief, inarticulable sense of divinity.