I could have died when witnessing the sight
The great cathedral floodlit in the night
My legs gave way I tumbled to the ground
Filled with joy so great it knew no bounds
I rose from my collapse on those wide stairs.
No one saw this happen,no one was there
Later I saw Blythburgh in the light
I feasted on this vision every night.
Inside the church the angels sailed above.
Inside myself I felt immense sweet love
Lying in my bed when sick and ill
I saw a green cathedral on a hill
And so I soothed myself with visions fair
The goodness of creation lingered there.
If man’s creation causes such effects
Who was it wrote the script and who directs?
How my heart sings 