Captured in glass blossoms will not fade. Lovely lady emerging from her bath will not age, captured in glass. In hushed cathedrals vivid images dance on ancient stone floors worn smooth by kneeling. Sunlight through bits of colored glass weaving patterns on faces of worshipers. Singing praises to the sun.
Colors dance, soothing eyes and warming souls.
In hushed cathedrals vivid images dance on ancient stone floors worn smooth by kneeling. Craftsmen of ages past, leaving legacies of beauty in glass. Generations blend in timeless marches, worshiping, awed, inspired by ancient glass. Generations sharing unknown bonds, embraced by arms of colored light. Speaking tomes of beauty.