FELLOWSHIP OF SAINTS

The saints put off their coats;
Listening together, they knelt in their spirits,
Yet remaining seated;
We have bodies, souls and spirits
Our souls suffer as we fail to discuss our emotions, they said;
So they began to pour out their hearts-
Undiluted, no filter
Willing to break and be broken
To mend and be mended
This is the height of fellowship
The bond that connects us in diffuse healing