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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8AKSuBBTh7Y External decorations of solid gold heralding entrances of Axi Mundi creation, paintings and sculptures of another era, sacred eyes await at the forefront. Feel free to enter in, peace, love, understanding, mystical adoration all here. Present in this place the Sanctuary bliss of those who trust. You are welcome to walk through; (B) A Crevole Madonna by Duccio, an ecclesiastical architecture of a cathedral diagram. Walls to window, walsl to window , stained glass Saints are watch you. Teer upon teer you and the Deity, have dominion here. Solid wood and thin veneer , why have you come here r ? (B) If you have entered the main doors, then you belong here, join the monastic foundations of the Holy order. Inside these empty pews the sacred space is here for you. If you long to belong, then do not fear the light , come join the choral of angels that hover over here, close and near. Walk through the pillars and settle into the nave of the Church. Make yourself at home. (B) Let us climb to the spire roof , by the bell tower, where the ears listen and the souls open, prepared to live a life of purity and joy, we hear the bells ring, and remember, forgotten Cathedrals of old . Whispering "you are home, " Like children of the light that enter in as the doors open, we recall the long forgotten sermons of yesterday
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