getting closer to what the poem wants to say.

"early encounters" (v.2)
Sensei circled the dojo as we
sat cross-legged in perfect rows

imagining a single point of light
in an empty night sky

"You are the light."
...breathe in... breathe out...

and the choir sang,
"Let it shine!"

soul-clapping "Hallelulah!"
till the church rocked

with praise, stilling
my stirred spirit