A Walk Down Memory Lane: The Vatican

Vatican city en route to Sistine Chapel

The lane is full of memories, the lane, this lane in the most holy of gilded cities.

The memory of tourists, thousands upon thousands, necks snapped back and cameras glazed, a procession of international memory capture, a tide of blushing new memories flowing on to the Sistine Chapel.

The ceiling, this ceiling, knows not the rest of obscurity. For centuries, eyes have gazed, stares lingered, lenses stretched, contracted, squinted and snapped after shoulders ached and brushes dripped beneath the weight of artists straining to satisfy their masters.

And what stories fill the walls, these walls, of the golden memory lane?

Memories. Of a time long past in a land far away.

And mine.

My lonely memory from the last time I was here.

When the sun burned fast and the queue moved slow.

When memories were scarce, when cameras held film, when apples and blackberries soaked sugar beneath crumble and even the light came from a much younger star.

Between all the memories from that land far away, cartographers danced reality into hues of blue and gold.

Like memory, they illude. The oceans curve around different shores. The trade winds travel different routes and the world, their world, is not the same as ours.

Yet that troubles not the procession of memories as necks snapped back they flow on to see the moment of creation. They flow on.

On.

On.

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One Response to A Walk Down Memory Lane: The Vatican

  1. sarah jacob August 6, 2013 at 12:10 pm #

    Feeling really nice reading this post about holy city…Its a nice city to spend time i also been there 1 time .

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