Where Old and New Collide

Cold, dark, and ancient

cavernous space interrupted

by a shaft of light opening in.

High voices glide through the entrance,


and gently kindling a fire.

Young inexperience

pushing out the silent, stagnant air.

Replacing old

with new warmth and energy.

Foreigners both

the Spanish cathedral

and the American visitors

that transform it.


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