The towers’ plea
A #poem in two parts

i.

A-walking in a cobbled street,
I breathe the brittle winter air,
the crunch of frost beneath my feet.
The early hour’s sunbeams flare.
Arising in the ice-blue sky
three stone church towers stand and wait.
Their spires point to the most high
as morning sunlight splashes paint
across their well-worn windswept face.

#poemaday #poetry #writing #silentsunday
#mainz #church #spirituality #sky #mainzcathedral #mainzerdom

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