MY JOURNEY TOWESTMINISTER ABBEY
ME AT THE ABBEY
THIS IS ACTUALLY A POSTCARD...TO GET A VIEW LIKE THIS...I WOULD HAVE TO LAY DOWN ON THE PAVEMENT...AND I WOULD NEVER BE ABLE TO GET UP!
THIS TOOK MY BREATH AWAY..TO BE HERE..WHERE HER FUNERAL TOOK PLACE...AT THE PLACE ...WHERE THE WORLD WEPT...
ALL ENTERED HERE..TO SAY GOODBYE...
THIS IS WHERE THE GUN CARRIAGE STOPPED..AND ALSO MY HEART..FOR THAT MOMENT IN TIME..
"THE BOOK STORE..I CAN REMEMBER SEEING THIS...AS THEY WALKED THEIR SAD WALK BEHIND HER...
CARVING ON THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING.
THE ARCH
THROUGH HERE...THE GUN CARRIAGE PASSEDTHE MEN OF HER FAMILY WALKING BEHIND HER...
AS I STOOD HERE..ALL ALONE...I COULD HEAR ...THE CLOP, CLOP, CLOP...OF THE HORSES HOOVES...SEEMING TO RING IN MY HEART FOREVER...ALONG WITH THE BELLS
INSIDE THE ABBEY
THE TOMB OF THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER..I COULD SEE THE WELSH GUARDSAS THEY GENTLY BORE HER... THROUGH THE ABBEY...
THE CHECKERED MILE...
THE HIGH ALTER...WHERE SHE LAY...
THE RECTOR AND ME..WE TALKED OF DIANAFOR JUST A MOMENT...HE LOVED HER TOO...
I ATTENDED A SERVICE AT THE ABBEY...I WEPT THROUGH THE WHOLE SERVICE...THE PLACE...THE MUSIC...THE MEMORIES...THE RECTOR SPOKE OF GIVING OF YOURSELF...YOUR LOVE...YOUR MONEY ...YOUR TIME...YOUR TALENTS...ALL HAVE SOMETHING TO SHARE WITH OTHERS...
THE CEILING...THE TWELVE APOSTLES...WHERE THE CAMERAS PANNED SO MANY TIMES...>DURING THE SERVICE...
CENTER>***NOTE***THESE LAST FOUR PICTURES ARE POST CARDS...I DIDN'T GET TO TAKE ANY PICTURES INSIDE...
ACROSS THE CHECKERED MILE
I COULD HEAR THEIR FOOTSTEPS WALKING
SLOW ACROSS THE CHECKERED TILES…
IT SEEMED IT WAS THE LONGEST WALK…
AND STRETCHED AHEAD FOR MILES.
I HEARD THE PEOPLE WEEPING
AS SHE MADE HER JOURNEY HOME..
THE ABBEY BELLS WERE RINGING..
AS I STOOD THERE ALL ALONE.
THE LIGHT WAS SOFTLY SHINING
THROUGH THE DOOR AS ON THAT DAY..
ALL THE LIGHT GOD SENT FROM HEAVEN
SEEMED TO GLOW THERE IN SOME WAY.
I HEARD THE VOICES SINGING
AND THEY ECHOED THROUGH THE HALL..
AND THE FEELING WAS OF SADNESS...
AS…
SOME FINAL CURTAIN CALL..
HER LIFE ON EARTH WAS OVER
THE LAST ACTING OF THE PLAY..
BUT I FELT A NEW BEGINNING
AS I SAT THERE ON THAT DAY.
I WALKED ALONG THE ABBEY
WITH ITS CARVED AND GUILDED SPIRES..
AND I FELT A SWEET SURRENDER
AS...
I WALKED THOSE CHECKERED MILES.
I STOOD THERE FOR A MOMENT..
MY HEART WAS BEATING SO
I FELT THAT I WAS DYING
AS...
I TURNED AROUND TO GO…
THEN I FELT A CALMING PRESENCE
AS I WALKED ON OUT THE DOOR...
IT SEEMED TO SAY “MY DEAR ONE”
“YOU MUST GO ON AS BEFORE”.
“THE JOURNEY THAT I TOOK HERE...
WAS NOT THE ENDING OF MY SOUL..
IT WAS ONLY JUST A STOPPING PLACE...
WHERE ...
I MADE MY SPIRIT WHOLE.”
“DON’T THINK OF ALL THAT ENDED
ON THAT WARM DARK AUGUST NIGHT...
THINK OF ALL THAT IS BEGINNING...
AS...
YOU WALK INTO THE LIGHT…”
“FOR I WILL WALK THERE WITH YOU
AS YOU CARRY ON FOR ME..
AS YOU WALK AMONG MY PEOPLE
KNOW...
YOU’RE WALKING THERE FOR ME”.
