footprints in the earth.....
Sunday Mass
The Night before
Is anticipation
Remembrance of ties to
Humanity
A recollection of misdeeds
Peccadilloes like petty crime
Confession is skipped
Nothing mortal
Judgment of state of grace
So Sunday morning
Cleansing rite
Recalled baptism
Choice of attire
Certainly not flamboyant
Shirt pressed and
Trousers straight
Steady gait
Walk
Scorning the wide confines
Of temptation like
air on the street
The space to breathe
Holy water divine
Unction
Predestination of this mass
Or eternity
Then my soul is open
In this sea of souls
Sermon
Is a compass?
The ocean surge
Of existence
Offering is personal
Akin to Cain or Abel
Choice is secret
Then a quickened heartbeat
For transubstantiation
A cause for rumour
Or accepted peace
Quietens rebellion
The final blessing
Is a tolling bell
You are welcome my
Child
Transaction
completed
A walk through the
Pew
To heaven or where
Is anticipation
Remembrance of ties to
Humanity
A recollection of misdeeds
Peccadilloes like petty crime
Confession is skipped
Nothing mortal
Judgment of state of grace
So Sunday morning
Cleansing rite
Recalled baptism
Choice of attire
Certainly not flamboyant
Shirt pressed and
Trousers straight
Steady gait
Walk
Scorning the wide confines
Of temptation like
air on the street
The space to breathe
Holy water divine
Unction
Predestination of this mass
Or eternity
Then my soul is open
In this sea of souls
Sermon
Is a compass?
The ocean surge
Of existence
Offering is personal
Akin to Cain or Abel
Choice is secret
Then a quickened heartbeat
For transubstantiation
A cause for rumour
Or accepted peace
Quietens rebellion
The final blessing
Is a tolling bell
You are welcome my
Child
Transaction
completed
A walk through the
Pew
To heaven or where
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