Luminarias (after Wayne Hogan)

Luminarias line the path to the house

Of worship. Small ovals of light warm their way

Toward windows framing crosses that reflect

Variations of same on trees contained

Above roots that show weathering without

Evidence of wind. At either end of the building

Are panes of stained glass, their own little 

Miracles to watch. The door is plain. The slant

Of the roof protects from rain or snow. For now

Only the sequence of light draws footfalls

To convene inside where prayer is meant

To occur in the safety of a warm voice

Peacefully proclaiming a form of order 

In the song that is togethering.