View of an English Churchyard
When the dark wood fell before me
And all the paths were overgrown
When the priests of pride say
there is no other way
I tilled the sorrows of stone
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me
From Dante's Prayer, Loreena McKennitt
This was taken as Dixie and I entered our village churchyard - just inside the gate. I always find myself stopping to absorb the stillness when I look upon these graves.
It has been very hot and the church graveyard is so very cooling with a slight breeze even on the stillest days... or so it seems. Whispers on the wind?
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