In Coventry Cathedral
In the Cathedral ruins
The ghosts seem friendly
Pigeons homely, air sweet
Clouds white with a hint of rain
The drops fall on the roofless relic
Like the ancient bombs
Failings of us all
Trying not to be religious
Humanity should think of itself
A bee gathers honeysuckle
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