I went to the worship room in the hospital.
No background knowledge,
No prior desire,
Until this moment.
People,
scarce and sacred,
Filled the room.
I looked
In each corner of those who endured. I sat in the back
Waiting for something miraculous To overcome me,
Yet, no desire came.
I sat
And sat
And sat
For the day’s time passed by
And so did those in the worship room.
To my knowledge
That still remained,
I left the room
With nothing to say.
