Rock Church
Quaint, misty street through the mountains early in the day, Just passing through for a quick quiet stay. Strolling up the sidewalk hearing sweet chimes amongst a thick green hedge, Spotted a half covered mountainous grassy ledge. Peeped off the path towards the valley, only to behold this magnificent sight, A church so easy to miss but such a grateful delight. A beautiful old stone church carved on the edge of a mountain, out of a cliff, Surrounded by creamy white clouds adrift. Overlooking the sky and the sea down below, Inside it were stone pews chiseled from the ground up in a long neat row. Carefully hidden structure high up and away from the shore, with bright, white washed walls and an old grey slate floor. Nestled inside a tall white arch, lay a huge porcelain bell, whose chimes echoed all through the valley as peace befell. Smiling down gracefully was a beautiful Idol etched into the wall. Inside this dreamy white church, that stood so proud and tall. - Sanaya