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The Peregrine Review

Abstract

I am struck by the almost brutal nature of the transcendent

That can so forcefully take your ear, your brain, your spirit.

Here I sit in a space transformed.

I am in a temple to my favorite god, the Author,

The sunlight streaming in through spacious windows,

Revealing frost-hardened pines and winter snow.

Aisles of prayers and blessings are illumined within,

Each direction providing another avenue with which to be comforted,

Intrigued by another acolyte’s glinting truth.

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