Black cathedral centered, onix laid, Michelangelo's pieta
rosy and sapphire stainedglass cast apon the marble floors dancing light, steps echo like dripping rain as it falls from my cheeks. let me walk as a shadow past the oak pews colored by the violet sun
to the altar a midnight slab of smooth stone bare and cold,
lay a hand down to this ode for the requiem
so let the fruit of the earth
drink the warmth from your veins
He's walking through the church at twilight, sunlit through stainglass windows, crying, to this altar:
It depicts Jesus after the crucifixion, in Mary's arms.
It seems a cold surface is drawing heat from his hands & veins. I think "fruit of the earth" means farm produce (as opposed to figurative fruit from other sources). But I'm not sure.
In a cathedral our spirits are always in this italian cathedral the most important of all. Where all the h\earht's miracles happen in all the seasons we are there!
Maybe its like a spirit at its own funeral. (the way I put it sounds stupid sorry) I don't know maybe its about death and what its like