For Easter Sunday: “On the Ecclesiastical Ramifications of Worship” [a poem]

It’s uncontrollable!

And my person
is
barely even
knowable

But it is.

By joy
satisfaction
contentment
You.

If all this were a color
it would be
skyyy pale
blue

Like the look in the skies
of your eyes
as I sit here
In this moment

Staring in the face
Of eternity as the
Living waters continue
Flowing

Like the skirt.
Of a dress.
Of a girl.
In the wind.

You know.

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