I'm glad that churches have windows. Whenever I see one, I have an urge to peer in. I wonder what mysteries are housed within it's walls. When I stand within the church my eye is again drawn to the window. I wonder at the mysteries of the world outside. I think of the force of light that pushes through coloured glass, trying to reach my soul.
Light, so important to a man with a camera. It just doesn't illuminate your subject, it sometimes feels as if it is pushing on you. It sometimes feels like the breath of the divine.
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hmmmm . . . how interesting. i was going to post a pic of a church as well.
i had not intended to earlier, but after the day i had, i changed my mind and it went better with my mood.
i like your take. i could use some light to guide me right about now.
my church pic will go more along with that theme—lost. directionless.
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