04-06-2022, 04:45 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-06-2022, 04:55 PM by RiverNotch.)
Visiting the Orthodox Chapel at Los Baños
The gate and the doors at the end of the road
were closed; standing before the lot
was the owner of the shanty
that predated the mission. Her sunken eyes
were filled with wonder, seeing
a pilgrim come visit. "The gate and the doors..."
But he was not defeated. At forty degrees Celsius,
down cramped streets haphazardly laid out
by the necessities of commerce and congress between
plywood and bare concrete and galvanized iron sheets
that sprang up after the devastation of the war,
and with eyes shooting looks that to his anxious soul
seemed vaguely hostile -- having turned back
only to begin again at least thrice -- he was simply relieved
it was there. "Oh, no worries.
I'm simply relieved..." And though he was breathless
and weighed down by sweat-drenched clothes on his return,
a gentle wind blew behind him. Providence pushed him on.
The gate and the doors at the end of the road
were closed; standing before the lot
was the owner of the shanty
that predated the mission. Her sunken eyes
were filled with wonder, seeing
a pilgrim come visit. "The gate and the doors..."
But he was not defeated. At forty degrees Celsius,
down cramped streets haphazardly laid out
by the necessities of commerce and congress between
plywood and bare concrete and galvanized iron sheets
that sprang up after the devastation of the war,
and with eyes shooting looks that to his anxious soul
seemed vaguely hostile -- having turned back
only to begin again at least thrice -- he was simply relieved
it was there. "Oh, no worries.
I'm simply relieved..." And though he was breathless
and weighed down by sweat-drenched clothes on his return,
a gentle wind blew behind him. Providence pushed him on.