Laugh

Notre Dame, Paris, FranceI laugh now, all the time

I laugh and hide and laugh out loud

Then stop and wonder why I do it

I remember kneeling in the still stark beauty of the cathedral

and I didn’t laugh then

but my soul laughed

with resounding, glorious, heaven-scented vigor

And tears made silver tracks down my cheeks

While the burning incense made clouds to hide the face of God

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