Cathedrals by Jump, Little Children.
This is truly, one of the most beautiful songs ever. If you don’t read my post, please just listen to the music. Simply gorgeous.
“In the shadows of tall buildings
Of fallen angels on the ceilings
Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
Faded colors, pieces left incomplete” – I have always been in awe of great architecture, particularly when it comes to places of worship. There is just something about the time, effort, care and financial sacrifice needed to create a church or synagogue. Michelangelo, lying on his back for 4 years, to paint the Sistine Chapel. It took 418 years to complete the Angkor Wat temple in Cambodia. It boggles the mind.
And the beautiful examples out there.
We pass this mosque on our way to Michigan.
And while I didn’t attend regularly (I have issues with organized religion) I always found such comfort sitting in here, at St. John the Baptist Cathedral in Savannah. Where it was cool, quiet and peaceful. I would come when there wasn’t a service and just….sit.
I actually gasped walking into Notre Dame in Paris. The rose window is breath-taking.
Or this sweet, adobe church, San Albino Catholic Church in Mesilla, NM that we stumbled upon during our travels.
“In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is” – I am inspired when I see buildings such as these. I am touched in a quiet, personal and indescribable way when I pass through their doors. But deep inside your heart is where you find your peace. It’s where I find mine.
I don’t need to visit churches, mosques or synagogues to feel a greater presence.
I just enjoy the awe they inspire.