Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 127 #SynonymsOnly

 

I

attend

Sunday church

my soul transcend

sins everywhere

the walls run thick with tears

heads bowed in silent prayer

seeking forgiveness given here

candle lit, penance paid, sins vanish

I chase my shadow across the Rubicon

The die is cast, whose favour will it fall

my soul hangs in balance of payment

I track the desert wilderness

I seek the one who can help

to return me from hell

call me from exile

the hunt over

my own guide

I live

now