Secreted away in the apses,
of the church, that is the mind,
relics await discovery.
Seek and ye shall find.
You will then be blessed, with remnants,
from your book of ages.
Brought to light, and resurrected,
released from temporal cages.
To ascend, from depths of darkness,
and surface at the end.
Your search for truth, be over,
and with joy, you say Amen.