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Raise in Praise

CYCLE IV: AIR    
   
Bunch grass cathedral pray'rs, our sanctify.    
Bright sun, as still as church, and Blazes' hot.    
The dunes, our commune sacrament apply.    
We, prostrate, naked, praise our god’s begot.    
Once beachly crofts relenting worships’ bend,    
Exerts, the Host and Holy Wine’s encase.    
In service’ genuflecting, rhythm blends;    
Our kneeling’s grace and fill of Holy Place.    
When offers splash on tabernacle’s ark,    
In melting stuff, gift sacrificial spill,    
The sea’s divine procession’s chill embark.    
We rise to winds’ afresh, brought with god’s will;        
Arms spread, as celebrants before the creche,    
To wade Pacific fount’s baptize refresh.    
   
April 27 - NaPoWriMo 2017
Written by Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
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