The Meeting Place
This church contains such sorrow and longing that the stranger walking by pauses to catch his breath under the unknown weight of it all. He attaches significance to anxiety up the street and regret two blocks behind but not to the bricks falling near his head.
This stranger contains such sorrow and longing that the edifice leans toward him while the doors and windows stay shut. The building’s empathy struggles against entropy, falling in love with an unknown man.