Dionysus

Maybe a little bit, maybe too much, of my religion is in art.

Reverence and appreciation become important, or at the very least, respect is due. 
As Mrs. Willy Loman says, attention must be paid.

Now, if you don't know who Willy Loman is, read no further.
Go back to bed.

All you can do is try. 
One can never begrudge an honest attempt.

But the harpies will shriek and the winds will howl when the Pharisees condemn
Without seeing
Without listening
Without trying.

That's when my old-time Dionysus-loving wine-imbibing religion kicks in
And kicks hard.

This is not a poem.