a synagogue, a church of cleansing.
the heavens open up
with white clouds of soap,
with hot spray
of water. our sins are washed
away so easily.
the hands of angels arrive
and swiftly scrub away our
dirty troubles.
we move forward
towards the light as
the hot blow of God's mouth
dries us to a new shine,
we are given another chance
to go out and change.
to avoid the pit falls, the mud,
the grime
the pot holes of the day.
we are cleansed again,
we are given the green light to
move forward,
to be better than we
were before. all is forgiven.
go and sin no more.
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