You are worthy of honour and glory and power.

Because you made all the universe.
A mysterious and beautiful flower.
For better or for worseI was at Farm Street.
Staring at Pugin’s reredos.
A vision of heaven to greet.
And to remove all loss.In my vision I saw a door open.
And heard a voice like a trumpet.
A path to glory wide open.
All was now set .

We can see the sublime in art.
But it is merely a start.

…….

When we look at art
We are lifted to heaven
We start a journey

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See Apocalypse. 4: 1-11