Birds fly a flight
The cathedral is another issue. Built with the structure of stone, cathedrals reach the peak and an inner resemblance of god. You are taken up the elongated windows and elevated beyond the altar and through the heavens to god. The heavens are the sky and cover us like the church roof. Painted ceilings and architecture, mosaics and the ceiling, inner courtyards of sculpture, Jesus and the Virgin, churches. We think of god.
We think of nigh. Thinking we are, we are one. One God.
One and forever, we are. We are one for god. The cathedral is one with the Lord and like trees grow, branches grow with your faith. Your faith expands with the church as an expansion of the spirit. Your eyes go up the doorjamb, the outside of the church is to communicate the growth of the spirit. Birds fly up with the pigeons and nest in the eves. Internal lining of churches then tends your eyes down to the church pew, through the filtered light down through stained glass hitting surfaces with the prism we understand as light. Hues of light we understand as god gives the interior of churches a glow but the cathedral, the ceiling. The expansion of the spirit is god.
Flying up with the pigeons we feather our nest and flutter down with the feathers. Feathers line corners of your mind with angelic worth and a simulation of the corner of the room, the cathedral. Churches, flying and angels can include themselves and feather your way but the need is up with the birds, flying off with ascension like the dove. A white feathery need is for birds. Birds of the feather.
Ascension and the birds are our need. The growth of trees is of the need of angels. Birds fly away but come back to nest each spring. The faith of a church is the very architecture.
Churches and architecture. Gothic architecture, towers. Stretching past the darkened foreboding climate and a very dark time in history, illumination was needed. God.
God is the church. God is faithful to you but when you are nigh you are one, one with the church and like a bird soar with ascension. Flying and flying with the spirit, churches. Churches take you to the clouds in your imagining. We are born, we are born of faith, faith for god. We keep expanding our spiritual need with the church. Churches and spiritual needs have not always seen eye to eye but god has our eyes and our need. Our need is faithful to god. Religions change and almost come and go but a spiritual need continues. Churches, their need and their faith or religion is the eyes and the eyes forward, eyes of god. We are like churches and can be built. A spiritual need can be worked on but can also simply grow of its own need like the soul, the spirit of man is god. If we think of man and god, we think of Jesus. Jesus is the heart of man and the ventricles of the heart are his churchyard. We are Jesus, we are the blood. The blood of man is the blood of Christ. We are one blood with god. We are man and human, we have eyes and we see, we see god. Angels.
Angels fly unseen to human eyes for they are angels. Birds are like angels and fly. Flying birds, frequent trees, fly through the trees and live, there. Birds and angels. God has a hierarchy of angels and they are like messengers for god, not human, they communicate ideas. Ideas for god are angelic and are part of god. God, the angel and ideas are human, too, we are their human part. Although, angels are part of the divine or god, they also occasionally are sent by god to communicate to human beings. Maybe when angels are sent to you, the Lord should be considered. The light of the world is needed.
The painting of angels has a past. Sculptures of angels are often associated with the church and religion. Gothic figures tower in a form of lengthened doorjambs, angels and churches are synonymous with god. God and angels. The past of angels has a present and this is god. God flies up with the angels and down with the birds on a daily basis, birds tend to sing. Singing in the trees in the morning birds awaken your day.
The day of the new morn is the day of one. One morn. One morn is one day and a day in the morn. Morning is the time for angels and angels do sing, they sing to the Lord. Singing they go to god. The angel of a new day is your new day. You cannot see angels but beware they cannot see you. Birds sing. When the birds sing it is a new day. Trees grow but grow secretly without us really knowing and the birds sing. Singing to the Lord above the birds do notice trees growing, losing their leaves and the Spring. New buds.
The birds do sing. Singing. Singing in the trees, birds. A Paradise is the birds. Birds fly but when birds fly, oh the birds. Flying out of the trees, the birds soar, into the clouds like the top of the cathedral. Cathedrals climb. Climbing up to the heavens they reach the clouds. Clouds, climbing. Architecture, being placed up with the brickwork, reaching up with every brick, soaring through the clouds. We reach, we reach the clouds and flying with the birds go beyond. Beyond clouds. Beyond the clouds is god, climbing, flying. We are birds and hear them in the trees. Them, them is they and hear, those that hear are they, they hear. Hearing birds, you sing. Singing and hearing you are one with the birds and fly. Flying you are, you are bird.
Birds fly a flight, flying they are for...