A Dancer in the Infinite - Chapter 58

Chapter 58 The Chapel in the Woods

 The trees are in their autumn beauty,   

The woodland paths are dry,

Under the October twilight the water   

Mirrors a still sky – W. B. Yeats

 

 

Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.                 –William Blake

 

     Duke Carte’ beamed with pride at the work of his stone masons.  Jocelyn beamed with pride at her husband.  Ugar seemed pleasantly bemused, and Regenulfa was quite unsure of what to make of it.  A small stone chapel was receiving its finishing touches by the duke’s masons.

     “What do you think, Cousin?” asked Carte’.

     “It’s very nice, my Lord.”

     “Isn’t it just, Sister!”

     “Well, you needed a proper place to work your miracles on the sick.  And since this is the very spot where you saved my life, I could think of no better location for it.  That, and the vision of the Holy Mother over this self same spot, which yourself and my beloved Jocelyn witnessed, proven in my mind that it should be so.  What of you, Ugar?”

     “Ah, it’s a magnificent structure, my Duke” the huntsmen bowed as he spoke.

     “Not so formal, my good man, any friend of Regenulfa’s is a friend of mine.”

     “Yes, Lord Carte’.”

     “That’s better!” the duke joked at the lad’s discomfort.

 

     *Describe chapel in more detail*

     From the new chapel there descended down the mountain a well worn path made by both the feet of those who sought the healing of regenulfa and the feet of masons and workmen, now allowing even more to travel there with relative ease.

 

     “It shall be called the Chapel of the Vision of Mary in the Wood” Carte announced with pride.  “And all that come here shall partake in your holy goodness, sister in law.  So it let be.”

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