Wandering through the echo
of a massive stone cathedral
filled with the smells
and sounds of history.
Candles flicker. Light floods through the stained glass. Everyone whispers. Hushed awe, if not solely for this magnificent edifice, than for what the building stands for.
And from the center of this great expanse, from inside the warm, wooden quire, a boy's choir sings a flawless evensong: