This poem originally appeared in The Echo.
Service in St. Paul’s
—London, 2003
Acrophobia turned
upside down:
fear floating away,
gravity deciding
to suddenly
give up.
There’s a dome
overhead, a glowing
Jesus over the altar,
and too much space
to pray
comfortably.
Imagination
among the scaffolding,
eye to eye with Joseph,
now falling facing up:
heaven does
not seem so high.
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