a new church

the church
rises in red brick along
the parkway.
the stained
glass arched,
pulling in shards
of colored lights.
Christ is hung
over the altar, below
the swoop of a sky
blue ceiling.
the sound is perfect,
the choir,
the priest as he sings.
the two altar
boys
in white beside him,
heads bowed. there are
angels and Mary,
candles blue,
and red lit on each
side.
the stations of the cross
along the pews.
it's a new
church. a new life
that rises
in red brick along
the parkway.
I go in to try again.