Volume > Issue > Old Cathedral

Old Cathedral

A POEM

By T.J. Kelly | October 1983

This granite faith was pressed against the sky

And, wonder, stood alone;

The truth of God translated for the eye,

A massive, silent prayer in stone.

Enjoyed reading this?

READ MORE! REGISTER TODAY

SUBSCRIBE

You May Also Enjoy

Adam’s Second Day (waiting for Eve)

For him, tomorrow is another world.

But still he’d like to bring a god to…

Sonnet

“Walk circumspectly, and redeem the time

Because the days are evil,” said Saint Paul.

And…

The Hill Country

Take for instance Mary; she

shocked by some divine insistence.

Yet the experience of God,