R's rue

 My soul  Doesn’t need  A performance  It needs Silence No thought  No thanks Just a rest With no distractions  Or disruptions Accepting that I will never  Be normal  Hurts in A way  That can’t  Be explained  Enclosed in Those church walls I took myself  Back to Assisi  Where my being  Felt a special  Spiritual peace As if  The saints  Reminded me In the  Small Southern Church  How to seek Simple pleasures  At the foot Of a cross That became  A talking point  Not true  Worship from R's rue https://ift.tt/3HSnWyR

It's quiz night at "The Blogger Arms"  and customers have been teleported into the pub from every corner of the globe. Remember how they did it in "Star Trek"? Incredible technology. Here they all are indulging in their favourite tipples before the quiz starts. Over there I can see Steve Reed with a dirty martini talking to Coppa's Girl (Carol) who is enjoying a pint of sangria with Cro Magnon who is supping neat "Ricard". In yon corner Dave Northsider is secretly canoodling with JayCee Manx. Both of them are married - it's scandalous!  She appears to be drinking a small gin and tonic but Dave has half a dozen bottles of Newcastle Brown Ale lined up on their table. So romantic! Jason Fox (aka Arctic Fox) dressed in a rainbow coloured kaftan is swigging craft beers made in obscure Yorkshire valleys while Meike Riley is necking a bottle of best German Riesling. They are conversing with two American bloggers - Mary Moon who is drinking a dirty...

 I’m realizing  That the  Father is The only  Place I can  Fully be Present  At Peace  And protected From a world  I no longer  Recognize  Pray  That joy returns  To a battered soul And broken body  Love yourself  So you  Can love others  from R's rue https://ift.tt/PaFVT0E