The air was thick
With the sound of worship
It filled my nostrils
Invaded my lungs
And found its way to my heart
It ruptured there
And ruined me
Overwhelmed my system
And took me down
My knees buckled
My hands trembled
As I tried to adjust
To a new reality
Where grace and love
Became my air
And my water
Then soon enough
I found my footing
Gained new strength
And learned to live
And the air is thick
Around me
Filled with the sound
Of my worship

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