Church
There's a natural radiance in
churches with stained glass.
Today I am at a Baptist Church,
the stereotypical images flash
in my mind, a triple K slideshow.
But there are no men in hoods
nor burning crosses, no condemnation.
She sits with me, a small smirk
lay on her face. She leans back
against the velvet covered
bench, like a bored student.
We are in the balcony overlooking
the congregation. When the choir
sings, She sings and with her
I am in the presence of God.
15:09
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