Alternate Sunday School

I flip the pages of my thesaurus
some wrinkled and warped
by water damage
(a bit like me)
useful as they may be
battered

as if it was
a Bible, some holy script
sacred and secret
holding an answer

one word the lever
to my understanding

I try to apprehend it all
as if by describing
and delineating
I could bring about
healing

This is what they thought
those of jung and freud
and gestalt

What did
they know?

Seems I'm left
to figure it out
on my own

pen in hand