No Stained Glass

lisaapaul Uncategorized January 12, 2026 1 Minute

Our walking road is
hushed, trees an arched canopy –
no stained glass, no choir –
but breath soars like incense and
holiness wraps around us.

Image credit; Alison Torres @ Unsplash

What do you see # 323- 12 January, 2026

Published by lisaapaul

I’m a paralegal, a widow, mother and grandmother. View all posts by lisaapaul

Published January 12, 2026

bb grey says:

January 12, 2026 at 6:11 pm

I felt the hush of angels. Lovely.

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1. lisaapaul says:
  
  January 13, 2026 at 7:10 pm
  
  Thank you 🤍
  
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lisaapaul says:

January 12, 2026 at 6:45 pm

Thank you 🤍

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Chris Hall says:

January 13, 2026 at 8:38 am

So beautiful…

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1. lisaapaul says:
  
  January 13, 2026 at 11:16 am
  
  Thank you so much, Chris.
  
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Violet Lentz says:

January 13, 2026 at 10:54 am

That is my kind of house of worship. Gorgeous.

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1. lisaapaul says:
  
  January 13, 2026 at 12:26 pm
  
  Thank you so much, Violet!
  
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Sadje says:

January 13, 2026 at 11:52 am

Lisa, your poem is so spiritually elevating. Beautiful. Thank you so much for joining in.

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1. lisaapaul says:
  
  January 13, 2026 at 12:22 pm
  
  Thank you, Sadje, for your kind words.
  
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  1. Sadje says:
    
    January 13, 2026 at 12:29 pm
    
    You’re most welcome
    
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