(A conversion) not (of St Paul)

No lightning boltnor sudden fallbut the gentle tap-tapof mercy raininglike hoofbeatslike heartbeatsover the umbrellaof consciousness – Who are you? You sang, my pied piper;I was powerlessnot to follow; you led my soul astray, and it has never(it has rarely) looked back to see the salt flats of life withoutYou. Image: the Conversion of St Paul, anonymous 16th century Flemish, via wikimedia commons