Imagine
by Elizabeth Challinor
Lift up your heads
And be ye lift up
And imagine
A workout in a holistic gym
Without religion or ideology
For his yoke is easy
And he shall purify
Surely
And all we like sheep
Will follow the moves
To the catchy beat
Of choruses sang in church
Caring for body
Caring for soul
With what Thomas Moore calls
An incarnational spirituality
Dedicated to our fun-loving Ana Margarida