
Sometimes a church, say a Greek
Orthodox looking building, beautiful, - will be next to what looks like a cell
phone tower. Or a Hindu temple,- its tops confidently situated, handsome in the
morning sun- but outside along the way the atmosphere is filled with cement
trucks, gaudy orange constructions sign, other. It’s a peculiar world. And
ashram can sit next to a used car dealership. Find God in the morning and get
0% financing by lunch. I don’t know. I saw an old church, the kind that seems
from the small town days, - and certainly it was. I noticed that there is a
stop light next to it. Probably a dirt road sat there before. You can move
around and get a different angle- or edit a pics frame, - so that the church is
without the light, - more romantic, more pastoral, and more story-like. But
then I thought ‘why.’ In a way, - everything matters, - and our places often
come through time accompanied by the both beautiful cheek bone structures and
the scars of something alike.
Yes, though the robes be torn, the prayer continues.
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