Up top,
at city's peak,
in a small square church
all white tile
white plaster
white stools within,
high ceilings, and windows framing
spectacular views
of the city beautiful, the city surreal,
the city extreme;
up top
in this white room
strange levels of possibility emerge .
a dream-laboratory
where smile elicits smile
and innocent questions rise from yet-innocent hearts;
a nether-room where one sees
how life on a steep city hillside
in the simplest of conditions
could be -- (can be) -- Beautiful.
sunlight through a window casting perfect faces with pale orange,
whispers passed through the same window
and a boy passes rocks in for the teacher.
clean slate,
world apart.
Jesus is there.
up top
at city's peak.
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