The Troitzka Abbey (For Sergius of Moscow)

Once it was said that he had about him
The humble smell of forest firs;
And once amidst those firs he built
A church which now stands large and great,
Rooted and established in
The truth of love, the three-in-one.

And with the fall and rise of many
Empires and their architects,
It remains. Though tyrants rage,
Its roots hold firm, bear witness to
The strongest kingdom which grows from
A mustard seed in soil.

(Note: “Troitzka” can be translated as “Trinity”.)

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