It seems
this place
holds energy
beyond
you or me
Our capability
to hold
feel
see

The vikings
built their pyres
The druids
paced their lines
The catholics
stored their saints
The peasants
crowned their kings
Corporations
promoted their best
Sports-teams
chased the win
The media
bent in supplication
to puppet-masters
pulling strings

This place
this energy
consecrated
desecrated
consecrated afresh

Last week’s
god
deemed not worthy
but this week’s
will do just fine

This place
survives
false prophets
flavor of the month
deities

This place
outlasts
human conceits
and
“all about me”

This place
requires
no
reconsecration

[from Elton’s prompt: “Reconsecration”]