Not too late one evening
A sight out of the blue
came just by chance before me
It was a perfect view
A little church upon a hill-
so majestic
Its windows shining with pale warm light
The spire a-glow against the starless sky-
so enchanting.
All was quiet, the air so still
What a sight to behold!
Within those walls - age-old stories forever told,
Memories forever held.
I could not take my eyes away
and never will forget the day
I saw the church at Shustoke
GRP - December 2002