Written for Rena’s Xploration Challenge
where our inspiration is the word ‘numinous’.

The stranger on the corner holds a sign,
his eyes contain a numinous, old light…
what looks like ruin is, perhaps, divine,
and what seems day may be the edge of night.
The house that leans on Eldritch Lane appears
abandoned, rotted through with want and shame,
yet love has grown there, patient, through the years,
and something holy answered when you came.
We read each other’s faces like a map
we printed wrong, mistaking hill for plain…
the sacred hides inside the mundane gap,
and gods, they say, have walked in wind and rain.
NAR©2026
This is “People Are Strange” by The Doors
Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

Great take, Nancy.
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Thanks so much, Indira!
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My pleasure, dear.
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Very gripping tale, Nancy! And I agree with Jim Morrison! lol
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Thanks so much, Susi. Jim was often very wise. 😀
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You’re welcome! So rightl 🙂
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Very cool. And how weird that the word numinous has entered my world twice in one week!
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Funny how/when that happens! Three times is the charm, they say! ✨
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Indeedy 🙂
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a mystical poem Nance! I love it!
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So pleased to know that, CA. Thanks.
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What a great poem, with suggestions of the unknown.
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Thanks much, Iris; glad you enjoyed this one.
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Nice take on the prompt, Nancy.
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Thanks very much, Jim. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Excellent Nancy, a perfect track too!
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So glad you enjoyed this one. Thanks!
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perfect song pairing for this tale.
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One of my faves. Thanks, Jodi.
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A beautiful take Nancy.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re welcome dear sister
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We miss out on gods walking in the sun and rain, as we keep looking in the ether.
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So true! Thanks, Reena.
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