Refrain, it marks the break,
			a line between images,
a way to turn away from
		  cobblestone to church,
			  to find doors lacking,
		  pushed aside to aid
		  the view of the central,
		  small but raised high
		    ceiling in a side street 
		    cathedral, currently
		    covered in origami birds,
mostly red and pink,
		    strung from stone,
		    stretched across the nave
		    proclaiming Pentecost,
		    prayer, flame, arresting gazes
		    from the street. The silence
		    causes us to enter,
        makes space to breathe.

 
				 
				 
				 
				 
				





