Cybernia's Chapel
A Place for Ceremonies Both Solemn and Joyous
Alone and empty it stands;
Still and quiet in the sun.
Just a building tall and plain
Before festivities have begun.
For in this place of cold, hard stone,
Soon will come the teeming hordes
Of people old and people young;
Some with flowers, some with swords.
Maybe they will celebrate
The birth of baby yet untried.
Perhaps the purpose of their stay
Will be to mourn one who has died.
Or maybe yet they will come here
To celebrate a brand new life;
As man and woman join together
To be known as man and wife.
For it is not the place itself
That brings the life to these stone walls;
But rather those who come to visit
And take refuge in these halls.
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