(A conversion) not (of St Paul)

No lightning bolt
nor sudden fall
but the gentle tap-tap
of mercy raining
like hoofbeats
like heartbeats
over the umbrella
of consciousness – 
Who are you?

You sang, 
my pied piper;
I was powerless
not to follow; 
you led my soul 
astray, and it has never
(it has rarely) 
looked back to see 
the salt flats 
of life without

Image: the Conversion of St Paul, anonymous 16th century Flemish, via wikimedia commons

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