The blinding white church
Hanging precariously
On black rock
It’s so obvious
Such a statement
Of what?
The monks break passion
In their rough hands
Chanting to God
The golden crucifix
Hanging precariously
Against the black soutane
I almost see myself
As rock
Church
Soutane
Crucifix
Precariously
Meaningful
In the art of asking
The human chime