i.
After a long and arduous pilgrimage,
along paths, winding, bumpy, narrow,
one glimpses through a wisp of mist
a stony wall, towering, and beyond a bell tower.

ii.
Perched on a hill, as if by magic,
lies a small parish, a sanctuary of legend.

iii.
Tucked away from the eyes of the unworthy
by mysterious miracle workings of the saints.