Deb M Poet Rhyme

-Was It God

On a chilly Sunday morning 
In a land she didn’t belong
She walked along an English road
To a place of Holy Song

She sat in this sacred dwelling
Three sisters by her side
United together
Since their mother died

By no means was she religious 
Still unsure in what she believed
The four sisters sat in stillness
As they silently grieved

The church was modest and quaint
Rows of aged solid oak pews
Glorious stained glass windows
Where the morning sun peeked through

As she wept for her mother
In Gods peaceful home
She was engulfed by a powerful emotion
One entirely unknown

It was feeling of absolute tranquility
A joy so pure and whole
Of comfort and abundance
That radiated her soul

A sense of complete inner peace 
She didn’t quite understand
A warm loving embrace
Touched by gentle guiding hands

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