Religion stands in, the bind of wrapping vivifying experience. The spirit is reported to be as the wind, not knowing where it comes from and to where it goes. Still, when the spirit shows up, you will be rapt.
Clerical Counter
I had
Arrived
At the bazaar
To spirit away
That ultimate order
My God serving
In good
Standing
At the clerical counter
I was met with silence
I felt a warm breeze
As passing wind
Then silence
And more
Silence
Only broke by
“For hear or to go?”
And as I returned
Silence
“Would you like that wrapped?”
That breath taking in quest
Soully won answer
I would like that
Rapt
