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The old church--
abandoned by all except
the echoes of the Holy Spirit,
the ghosts memories,
and tourist
that now and then stopped
to kneel in its empty sanctuary
and intone prayers
to one of God's ancient names--
stood facing the east.
The old church waited
for the day of resurrection,
and the Glory of the Returned Lord.
The old church waited
and wondered
when the Day of God
would dawn.
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