If you do not speak fluent poetry - you cannot worship at my alter You do not speak the language my bible is scribed in
If you do not speak fluent poetry - how will you know the names of my stars? how will you worship the moonlight with me? how will you engage in late night philosophical speculations?
If you do not speak fluent poetry - you will no be able to unlock the hidden parts of my soul I will present you observations gilded with ethereal luminescence yet you can only see the putrid green of florescent bulbs
If you do not speak fluent poetry - how will you ever make me taste your dreams? how will you sound the depths of sorrow? how will you effulge joy?
If you do not speak fluent poetry - I am not your way station You will drown in my abyssal currents and never understand why
