This piece is for Marlene and those wonderful souls who cared to praise. It was a beautiful yet sad reminder of just how lacking much of my spirit is... The Lord does indeed work in mysterious ways.
"In The Belly"
There was a spirit there
Infectious;
They sprang at the knee
Cackled in their voices
And praised
So much better than my memories
With a joy that seemed lacking
First upon our pews
Then upon our songs
On to my prayers
As the realities of faith
Dried as profusely and other-worldly
As Christ's blood must have flowed...
They sang
They laughed
And I wondered
Just how much happiness
Could exist upon a breeze
Float upon a wave
Elixir my parched soul
As it asked yet another question
In it's universe of depravity...
©2010cchristopherbess
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