But a dumb blast sets the trees swaying With furious zeal like madmen praying. |
I hardly hear the tuneful babble, Not knowing nor much caring whether The text is praise or exhortation |
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church – (236) by Emily Dickinson : The Poetry Foundation
Robert Graves' "A Boy in Church" and Emily Dickinson's "Some Keep the Sabbath" are both a bit on the obvious side, but they nicely raise the question of where one finds church.
Also, a lot of churches, at least as physical structures, present their own beauty, which might inspire as well as nature does.
But such a lot of what goes on inside the buildings is troublesome that the contradictions have been fodder for writers for centuries. One might wonder why, with all those religions out there, more of them can't do better, more consistently--or at least "do no harm."
Maybe if we could just enter, alone, hear our own choice of music, rest and be silent for awhile, and leave . . . . I suppose the Quakers were on the right track, but even they have to listen to each other as they try to arrive at one painstaking consensus after another.
Now I'm being as obvious as Graves and Dickinson are. We can have our cake and eat it too: church buildings, music, and nature, the whole enchilada (double cheese). So off I go, to The Church of the Holy Enchilada.
A Boy in Church by Robert Graves : The Poetry Foundation
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church – (236) by Emily Dickinson : The Poetry Foundation
The July 25, 2010 Banjo52 touches on similar subject matter, Yeats' "Lake Isle of Innisfree":
http://http://banjo52.blogspot.com/search?q=lake+isle+of+innisfree
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