It was built hundreds of years ago
By the hands of a dreamer
The church was tiny and humble
Lost in the center of a crowded forest
Where trees curly and strong
Used to parade their pride
Inside the temple
Statues of saints
Kept everything alive
By the power of their presence
Their eyes ... so mesmerizing
In kindness expression
In the altar
Jesus was smiling
Both hands holding his heart
No more crucified
Sacred place
Lost souls' haven
Looking for the ultimate salvation
Furtive miracles
Revelations ...

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