Places I have never been
poem by:
Stuart Gardiner
Written
on Sep 03, 2016
Places I have never been I’ve never seen wildebeest on the Serengeti Never sipped coffee on a Venetians jetty Never been to Sark, which they say is very pretty But I’ve been to Wells Cathedral Never marvelled at the Taj Mahal Never been to Vermont in the fall Never glimpsed the Berlin Wall But angels smile down from Wells Cathedral At the Hermitage I never bowed the knee Never sailed a boat upon a pearly sea Never sought to visit the land of the fee But I’ve smelled the sweet incense of Wells Cathedral Never seen the eddies of the Niagara Falls Never strolled the famous Vatican halls Never heard the rare red parrot’s calls But if there’s a god, he lives in Wells Cathedral The scissor arches, the vivid purple of the cloth The clock, the sacred theatre, the bubble and froth The window that escaped the Roundhead wrath They live in Wells Cathedral Winchester, Canterbury, Lincoln, York What if those gothic walls could talk? Ancient tales from an ancient flock Tales that seep from the pores of Wells Cathedral Don’t rush through as tourists tend to do Linger, your rewards will gradually accrue Stay silent, take in the enchanted view And you will find your god in Wells Cathedral
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Christopher Russon commented:
Wow this poem is lovely.makes me w hant to visit wells cathedral.
