Never fond of uniformity and routine —

Even the rites I keep

Are not routine —

My only rituals are sacred ones:

 

The weekly journey to sanctuary

Never the same way

Never the same mode

Never the same purpose

Except keeping the faith

And assuring justice is served

Washed in the Spirit,

the Name, and

the divine Presence

 

My body clock tuned to 3:30

without an alarm

for the ritual of

Getting up to pee and drink water

Grabbing my laptop

To keep faith with my golden time

My writing time

Bathed in divine enlightenment

Awashed in words

Before the holy sunrise