136. Believed

That voice spoke to you once,
reverberating off those hallowed walls
as clasping hands and pulpit knees
sought the wisdom in those hymns.

And just like that, as if a whim,
that voice has ceased to be — slowly,
those beautiful melodies you adore
faded from importance, until
reverberating off those hallowed walls
are members shuffling ’round, kindred
of this all too human place.

Notes:
I suppose it’s all too fitting to reflect on one of the more momentous changes of a life on a night that used to hold such importance. What more to say, and more importantly, to whom?

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