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Natural churchKjell Åhsberg
In the warming sun we trust despite the strong and chilly gust The roar the cold, frisky stream make sounds like music on its way to the lake
In the heart of the valley’s ground whose bottom is beautiful and grand stand our canvas-covered little room at the edge of the creek’s white spume.
The valley talks with a temple’s voice It’s my obvious choice when I want to forget life’s agony and empty thoughts from my memory
Heather and low birch trees the slopes hides The valley is surrounded on all sides I see them as high walls with green vegetation with the church’s form and nice decoration
The sky above, a beautiful blue sample represents the vault on the natural temple In the foreground where the altar should be placed a weather-beaten cottage on plinths is raised
The church has a baptismal font of its own in the little lake with a hollowed stone Here the energy flow from the Great Spirit’s lands I can almost scoop it out with my hands
Nice relaxed from life’s pain and all obligations that remain We’re walking up the aisle hand in hand to a Red Bird song from Cherokee land
To the Creator and Spirit a homage is meant for the beautiful pristine environment Thanks my beloved valley, here I belong We’ll return, perhaps with another song © Kjell Åhsberg |
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