Tuesday, November 3, 2009

a holy place

I'm having trouble finding the words.

A slight breeze caused a ripple over this reflecting pool.
The sky darkened, and a mist of Oregon rain fell about, but the grounds were beautifully lit.
Almost four years ago I stood with my husband atop these steps and danced in the newness of our marriage.
Visiting the temple feels like going home.


Tanya said...

i feel the same.

Robert Brown said...

This is the most affecting blog post I've seen in a long time. Thanks.

emily said...

i love the temple.