A crowd stands and worships;
Hands held high,
Heads bowed low,
Hearts open,
Souls bared...
Worshipping God.
Where two or three are gathered
There He is.
He appears
But can't be seen.
Hands outspread,
Waiting for repentance.
Shadows rise:
Full of images,
Family friends and experiences.
People's souls
Being relinquished.
Releasing control,
Relaxing muscles,
Relaxing minds.
He doesn't beg,
He doesn't take.
He waits,
He watches,
He loves.
He loves,
He loves,
He loves.
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