Nothing ever stays the same;
Our modest chapel down the lane
In sprucewood artfully designed,
Has for the Faithful served its time.
“Our-Lady-of-the-Heavens”* lies
In Boitsfort - by a gentle rise;
Nearby, the ‘All Saints stream’ ** would flow;
In green valley - lost below…
Its congregation is no more;
Since Fifty-Six, they formed a core
Of locals – many now demised;
It ended up desacralized***.
Its fragile status made it dire;
In Seventy-Six, it lost its spire;
No more the heart of village buzz
It lost its purpose, as time does!
Now, workmen occupy the site;
An upper floor will soon delight
A group of special people who
Are looking for Day Centre new!
A pilot scheme**** which may surprise;
The Commune backs this enterprise;
Far cry perhaps from sacred heart;
But twenty souls have brand-new start!
(c) Poet in the woods 2026
* La Chapelle de Notre-Dame, Reine des Cieux
*** in 2023
****An initiative of the ATIPI asbl (Atelier Inclusif Pilote)
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