Meanwhile, Melody Muses…

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melodylowes

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At the Basilica

  Enter, hearts in need of rest, Tread where ancient feet have trod, Feel the Hallow in thy breast, Find in silence words of God; Let the sanctuary leach Peace into thy weary soul, Solitude, let wisdom teach How love can make of parts, a whole.  

Euphrasian Basilica, Porec

 

Enter, hearts in need of rest,

Tread where ancient feet have trod,

Feel the Hallow in thy breast,

Find in silence words of God;

Let the sanctuary leach

Peace into thy weary soul,

Solitude, let wisdom teach

How love can make of parts, a whole.

 

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Responses to “At the Basilica”

  1. Gallivanta

    I love these sacred spaces; the sanctuary, the silence, the presence of the ages.

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    1. melodylowes

      Me, too. You can feel it in your bones as soon as you enter. Thanks, Gallivanta!

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      1. Gallivanta

        Absolutely!

  2. Mirada

    Beautiful–I especially love, “feel the Hallow in thy breast”. That’s what I need.

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    1. melodylowes

      Me, too! Especially for today…. thanks, Mirada.

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  3. RoSy

    Beautiful…

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    1. melodylowes

      Thanks Rosy!

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  4. lscotthoughts

    Lovely words, Melody…

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    1. melodylowes

      Thanks, Lauren!

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