nature’s cathedral
ignoring the warnings, we pushed the rotted door open and peeked inside
the ground level was dark with low ceilings and narrow corridors, the dirt floor was sad and littered with old farm implements
just to the inside of the door a wooden ladder led up through a small opening above
we climbed to the second level
the entire back wall was gone,
blue sky and a beautiful view of the trees flowed in
the angled metal roof arched up, up, up supported by wooden framing
birds had nested in old bales of hay