His body swayed unconsciously

as the fiery righteousness

engulfed the tremulous morning,

lifting him to lofty plains of

sunlit imaginings.

He closed his eyes as the

Spirit whooshed and bounced

all over the room,

now caressing him,

now slaying him,

now tearing laughter out of him,

now crushing him,

now putting him in the Upper Room

where he spoke in words

unheard in millennia.

Transported back to terra firma,

he saw the sanctuary

in surprising, gentle clarity,

and headed out into

the irrelevant Ordinary.