and recover
succumb to the fear and regret
through the kaleidoscope of theological politics.
Attempts to seduce and consume an essence
are reductive.
Who can digest the ridiculous,
the certifiable,
the madness of the desperate and confused?
In spirit you trust the expanse,
you trust the mystery of uncertainty
without the need to know.
Loss of control is deliriously rich.
You taste the sea,
speak a foreign tongue wordlessly.
So innate the incarnation,
you never bother to ask from where it comes.