Rapture?
Certainly.
The moment is all-too-familiar.
World gets shaky,
and you feel it coming,
humming,
running,
rolling at you;
suddenly
the universe pulls back its skin,
including yours, and
shows you everything
in a single pure
coincidental sensation.
Rapture?
Absolutely.
If I cannot lock
myself away
in a monastery
in the twenty-first
century
then let me shuffle
the light publicly,
behind eight
pairs of eyes, and
one for good cat luck.
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