Writing the Light: Stone Yard Devotional by Charlotte Wood

When you’re inside a church, I have come to realise, it’s impossible to see out. There are no clear windows. Light streams in through the stained glass, making coloured lozenges on the floor. More light than you’d imagine is possible comes through those tall narrow slits of crisscrossed glass – but everything outside is invisible, save a rippled blur seen through the watery colourless diamonds interspersed with yellow or red or indigo.