I TOOK MYSELF TO CHURCH

Was it My God? Why should I care?
Or maybe I know, I just don't dare to share with you, my dear… my deepest share…?

"Why do You whisper?..."
Cause I don't know if we're alone; I hear, my dear, strange voice again…

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I'm just home from something super spiritual.
Everytime I go to church high I have very deep experiences, wasn't it like that this time?
I appeared there in a moment, but after a long moment.
I had a fight.
In front of the church. On the square. Many people. Middle of the day. But I feel it's just like me and… and the church?
So stupid!
I was glaring at the door. The doors you might say. They are kinda big. They were open.
People were coming in.
Was there a place for me in the middle of the day? Sunny day, I might here say.
But the voice dared me: "If You won't go now You're just a coward!"
Whose voice that was?
So simple. I smiled and smiled a lot, I wanted to scream out loud: "Hurray!" But why?

I had no choice!
I went in there!

There was no mass. Not many people, just some and me, somewhere there in between, alone.
And this strange a voice? Was it gone?
I just don't know. I went to pray.
I kneeled. It was okay.
In the first bench. But before that I had to glance at organs, high up there, and - at least once - I have to say.
They were behind and I turned back. Impressive! It took quite a long to stop to stare.

But just a moment, remember?

I prayed the "Pater Noster" pray.
And I was worried about myself.
And I felt strange, and I heard that strange voice again: "It will be okay!"
So simple. I smiled and smiled a lot, I wanted to scream out loud: "Hurray!" But why?

So I did not. I had to go back on my way.
But with strong feelings I won that game.
Still don't know who was, in fact, with me playing.
Was it My God? Should I care?
Or maybe I know but just don't dare to share with you, my dear… my deepest share…?

Why do You whisper?...
Cause I don't know if we're alone; I hear, my dear, strange voice again…