The church remembered

the vision the vision is composed broken glass shiny sharp edges of light beckon the captured bird come into the world you wish to create the stuff of strange silent dreams the waters of the fountain long corridors small rooms the big room dance the presence of the sacred see disunity seen the sparkling colors shining beckoning the worlds of imagination and possibility of confusion and chaos fractured to bits the mind and the hand destroy the whole in order to see destroy the whole and leave only the pieces to be seen what is irreducible the element constructs that which is intuited the vision choreographs the dance with a more limited palette