This

This,

only this

is truly necessary.

An outdated wooden crucifix

in a forgotten sacristy corner

my forehead pressed to the nail-pierced feet

reducing ten thousand things to one.

A simple act that clarifies.

Calling, inviting – I come

This single act

making me

one.

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