Gathering Clouds

I read it 4 or 5 times. My brain ran along these lines: 
Title made me think of clouds assembling together like a mass.... as in nature.
Clouds gathering...

As I read the poem, I began to think of "cloud of witnesses". Words (worship) unite heaven and earth.
Together in a room, there is the sharing of a meal like the Lord's Supper, communion.
I like the one word-period combinations: Blood. etc. All saints leave the same way....leaving flesh and this world behind (death): that is how I took it. It infers to me that we saints will leave the same way.
Hope this helps.

Pat,

That is perfect.  Were you able to identify "flea market" as a store-front church?

I am so happy!!

Thank you

Todd

To answer your question, I did not go to marketplace. I've been to such a place, too...in L. R. and I've been to Salvation Army Church.
In my mind, I went to a small room that was full of people, and everything was plain and spare.  
You might say:  store-front flea? 

"one-room" was good.  It took care of me. 
Good one.  
Pat