Holy Spirit

Warmth. Everyone has a way to describe the feeling- tingly, warm fuzzies, like every sense is awakened. For once, the outside is numb, while something- warmth- pours over every inside you have. Impossible things happen. Things that were embedded in you, that have made you squirm with guilt and doom, are puffs of air, completely separated from your soul. Silent fire washes you clean, a fire that instead of leaving ashes, takes them all away. All that is left is that singular warmth. Moving, floating, and then taking who you were and changing it into who you will become.