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St. Anthony’s Padova

St. Anthony’s Basilica

Only in the stone churches of Italy

in Padova perhaps, do children stay young

joyful in stone white faces plastered

near heaven in the church dome.

The gold shimmers like an evening lake

Blue, red and white, diamond pictures of the sun

set against a focal point blue sky

makes the crucifix with gold spirals

reach to me.

Around the rubbed skeleton of the dome

pillars are where the stone angels play, and

when the bells toll, they are laughing.

 

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