heavens on earth

My church doesn't look like this, though there are highly unrealistic clouds on the ceiling and hand-painted flags of places like Pakistan and Syria on pieces of paper lining the back. It's true that these are just buildings, that the church is the people, but these buildings that I someday hope to see still move me profoundly the way it does when I hear the music of Part or Bach, or read the psalms or Eliot's musings on the divine. Jujol, Gaudi's partner, is responsible for such beauty, and I can't help but envy his sublime visions.