Spiritual

Confession

THE CONFESSION "Bless Me Father For I have Sinned, was the opening incantation of the penitent. "Ego Te Absolve, In Nomine Patris, Filie, Spiritu, Sancti" was the muffled reply. It came both as an admonition and an inquiry, through the wooden lattice panel, of the confessional. For ease of purpose, The Priest in the middle was able to hear confessions from booths, on both sides. He had but to slide back the wooden shutter, to speak with either of us. Anonymity was hoped for by everyone, but sometimes voices had a way of carrying, in the larger churches with older members whose hearing wasn't very good.
Cherry

Out of Body

I sleep as the Egyptians died, my hands abreast and folded in a way a mummy might have guessed her soul to leave for afterlife. But I don't travel far, as life still holds me back. The thread a-stretch I rise

"the space between"

he is brown earth, i the green leaf;

"be the water"

at night, as i walk beneath the skyscraper trees,

"to listen"

square mouths talk around this round table yet
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generosity

YOUR approval is very kind-- Even a generosity but HIS approval's the one I mind-- the only one that worries me.

To Live Again

*Here is it, black and white...so to speak, explanation of the poem.* I felt myself falling into a place some go, when fading from this world to the next. I was afraid to go...didn't know where I'd go or what to do, who to hold on to, or what to expect.

The Conversion of Saul of Tarsus

Had I known how hard it was To kick against the stones, to pound the goads

The thirsty wife

Through the gateway, I could see a beautiful garden with fountains and lakes, and lovely naked girls frolicking. "Is this heaven? I asked.