​Holy Catholic Church, I have lost the moment because of all the brooding, what am I doing? ​

​Holy Catholic Church, I have lost the moment because of all the brooding, what am I doing? 
The birds are singing
They fly away from a passerby
Not scared but wanting to chirp more freely. 
The air is mild, The sun is shining 
The spring warmth touches my body.
There is a cool breeze 
In between
It smells of spring flower buds
And the dandelion flower shines, 
I am here! 
And happy 
The angel's breath floats 
Above the incense 
The organ has crushed the silence
The dead have risen. Rise yourself.