Church

byPVodogaz©

Hear the bells toll,
see the doors open wide,
feel the power of the voices,
reaching a crescendo,
overpowering your senses,
watch as the light turns the setting
into a surreal picture like frame.
You hear the call, as you step closer,
the voices gather strength calling
you and all the other's closer....
You are lost in the temptation of
church, you retreat
back into the synapses of your beliefs.
But what is seen is always not the truth,
for the real church always rests
deep within your soul.

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