Church bells ring all across the town

People hurry into a quiet, calm hall

As the priest speaks in a language unknown to me

I listen to every word like it was my own

The beautiful silence as hundreds kneel

Holding candles as you would a newborn baby

Staring at one human speaking in a desperate tone

The wave of realization hits me like a gust of wind

All the guns, terrorists, political polarization, and personal issues gone

It is a safe place with no worry and no rushing to the next thing

Everyone pauses for a moment in this town

Walking out of the church into the sunset over the hills and farms

It made everyone seem happy again

A rejuvenation of the spirit one might say

This is euphoric

This is happiness

This is the end goal

Or maybe this is the start of the next adventure