Sanctuary

Blaze of summer light

Heats the Oklahoma pavement,

Haunts the shadows,

Hot—a stack of quilts over the town;

Yet inside the old stone church

Blue and green glass filters the sun

Bathing the room with coolness
Making it a perfect

Sanctuary from sweltering days

Sanctuary cooled with arched ceilings,

Swiveling fans, and colored light, 

Touched with candlelight,
Kissed by God's light

And brightened with snatches of blood red,

Sanctuary from sin and temptations
Sanctuary—joyful place

Bell in the tower sings out.