Ecstasy of a saint – K. B

Ecstasy of a saint

A christian saint
Is on a cross
Not the muslim
Saint
He loves sex
He loves cigarettes
He reads a lot
He is an explosion
Of everything
Good
He doesn’t need money
Just silence
And escape the crowd
To be better connected to
Them in distance
But the soul travels,
Don’t you know?
Finally
A light
In the sky,
The moon is shining
Bright.
This ceiling is no sky
It does not protect
From anything,
Only broken barriers
Does…

K. B

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