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dance
to many religion seems or feels
like engineering where inevitability
is made possible by formula so
different is the resurrection
found beyond despite repelled
by memory and its powers behind
the curtain the wizard is exposed
as fraud and frail flawed and
failing we look and expect
but fail to see the corrupt and
fading mind the life departed before
or soon after birth the unremembered
the ever forgotten is where we’re
not and so can be in the way we
cannot even imagine yet once
mistaken as a gardener strange and
unknowable to Emmaus then in a room
bolted by fear and barred by despair
the impossible broke our spells and
certainties it is the broken bread that
remembers the other and the
unreachable and pulls us into one orbit
dancing to a tune we never wrote and
can only sing together the fragmented
the lost unknown apart a part – won
– one
© Neil Thompson 2026