The Soul of Religion

Like you, I am
just seeking
an experience
of being alive.
Suited to taste,
referencing the
unknown, an
of living itself.
Stirred, smoothed,
and thickened, fresh
as a rosemary sprig,
my religion feels strained
through a sieve on top
of a cooled caramel base.

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