Bette Bavington Poet Rhyme

The Cathedral In the Pines

The Cathedral in the pines is in the
Mountains high.
Looking up in to the sky
You'll see leaves in the trees
Joining like hands above
As the sun shines through them with its rays
For a few minutes It will take your breath away.
I felt the hug.
The green grass was a beautiful soft rug.
The soft music being piped in 
Kept down the din.
People sat on wooden benches to pray
Or dropped money in 
A metal box tin
That was attached on to the side of a tree.
Before the altar you could see 
People on bended knees.
Beyond that the river glowed
Like blue shappires as it flowed
Down below.
Gone was my wrath
As I walked down the path.
To see the graveyard
That looked hard
All done up in gray
Where relatives lay.
There wasn't a sound
As I sat on the ground.
Here I found
Peace, serenity
And tranquility
Which just goes to prove when life is
Howling like a hound
Listen quiet can abound.
It was all around.

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Daniel Turner June 12, 2018 at 10:29 AM Sounds like a beautiful place Bette. Graveyards are quiet because there is nobody there. I rarely go to my parents gravesite, if so, only to clean their marker and to make sure no vandalism has occurred. Bette Bavington June 12, 2018 at 10:46 AM It was a beautiful place. A soldiers family created the Cathedral in the pines as a tribute to their son who was killed in world war two. He was buried in the graveyard along with others of their family. It was way up in the mountain. There were a lot of people there that day enjoying the view, and saying prayers. I am thankful that both my parents are still alive.