Cathedral Beautiful the light, the glass. Easy to forget once the sanctuary empties, all those dynamics of art: light throwing shifting colors that flicker over faces raised in song and praise. Not the same praise as sunrise or bird song, or even the turtle’s head, breaking the pond’s surface as he scrabbles up the side of the fallen log to bask in reflected heat, stretching himself up to warm in summer’s blaze of sun. But it’s the best I can do stretching up toward this glory in houses of stone, steel, glass. By grace, maybe close enough.
K.L. Johnston is an author, poet, and photographer whose work has appeared in numerous literary magazines, anthologies, and travel journals as well as a photo illustrated book of meditations. She holds a degree in English and Communications from the University of South Carolina and her wide-ranging interests contribute to her writing and art. Her work explores the connections of humanity with the physical, spiritual, and liminal places she has stumbled into in her travels and in her own back yard. She devotes her unscheduled time to writing and satisfying her curiosity about people and this planet. You can find out more by visiting her Facebook page “A Written World”.
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