In the northern way,
he was touched by the wooden church.
It was not only sacred but also cute,
even fragile
but still in front of him
after so many centuries.
It was a sign and nothing less.
It absorbed the both realities of the past
in order to constitute a strategic mix of faith.
The wooden church was full of love
and kindness.
It was a duty for him
not only to respect it
but also to protect it.
As if it was a wooden soul.
Like a part of the landscape,
the church accepted his vision,
listened to his word
to exchange the sacred
and to confirm this alliance in Time.
The souls loved immediately
the wooden church.
They didn’t know its past
but they will live with its future
due to him.