the subtle sun of silent dawn
crawling into every crevice
in the crumbling stonework
and the fissured stained glass
of the  decrepit crypt

its murky interior gelid
housing forsaken old relics
of forgotten young orphans
enveloped by blankets of dust
and white withered flowers

entropic amalgamations
of decaying ****** souls
in this squalid sepulcher
of gloom and of light
so profoundly serene