murmurs from mother at mass

[machinery]

your soft voice stirs
me from serene slumber
as the Sunday sun
shines through the shades:

?morning mass soon son?

stained glass windows of saints
spectacular in their spectacle
as is the masonry surrounding
and secluding us in pews:

?set free your suspires of sin?

songsters serenade in psalms;
the priest situates the book
to the sky as he saunters
towards the altar in stolidity:

?no satiety in our savior?

a sequence of candles shine
and slither under the depiction
of sacrifice as the priest?s voice
sends the words of the sermon:

?what he speaks is something sacred?

mass? end leads to salutations
and send-offs amongst the congregation.
stepping outside, the soft winds
whirl about the spire of the steeple:

?a sunny day for our superior to savor?

as we slowly stroll back home
under the shade of swaying
cedars and sycamores, your
eyes no longer stare sternly at me.

<font color="#00FF00" size="1">[ March 28, 2006 06:19 PM: Message edited by: machinery ]</font>

[Hannibal]

Why were the quotes set that way?

Were they like a 'story within a story'?

I really liked this one - had great imagery...
but the end seemed like a sad release.

It was very nice - but I think the first half could be tweaked a bit.