JAN 1 2012: A NEW DAY

New Years visit to a place of worship

Driftwood amidst a concerted congregation
A grand piano with dulcet modulation
Voices singing praise and adoration
Calm I am but why the desolation?

Whats to be expected? A new experience?
The words are the same I am marking attendance?
The Duet stirs something with its consonance
I'm distracted by my own impenitence

Voices float on high around the dome
My mind is a blank. My eyes  roam
over Architectural wonders in this ancient home
Oh why am I feeling this quietsome?

I say the words I'm supposed to say
I greet passersby along the way
I want to leave but yet I stay
the questioning eyes begin to weigh

Still searching I guess am I
for an elusive answer in the sky
I must search low, I must search high
What if the answer passed me by?

A second chance, another mountain?
Spiritual rehab for the uncertain?
pretensions and preconditions I have none
I look towards another setting sun