Lost Faith

This composition is full of ghosts. Ghosts of past glory, ghosts of lives lived from Christening to wake and funeral; ghosts of compassion as well as controversy.

The light shinning just in front of the podium and alter is a glimmer of the spiritual light that once brought hope and comfort. The chandelier speaks of the sacrifices made by the congregation...in its day it was probably quite expensive and opulent.

One can almost turn back the hands of time and see the pews filled with families, singing hymns and reciting in unison verses of scripture. The dust and decay leave one to wonder where their grown children have gone. The memories of fellowship have scattered and like the dust covering the pews, they have drifted and settled over the land.

Only silence is here, and only the whim of the elements allow what remains to be witnessed as a testimony of the care and devotion, values and traditions of simpler and more noble generations, who like their church are forgotten.