what happened here

if you asked what happened here.
my reply
brief
and sure would be:
i tasted loneliness and found it pleasing
i dreamed of God
and washed the floors
i listened to nothing and everything that surrounded it.
i swam at midnight
and watched the moon gazing over the louisiana clouds
i wailed
and no one heard but the perplexities of the owl and possum
i was never more alive and never more dead.
it was
magical
it was holy
it was the best time of my life.