In adhering to my own rule of words in order and rhyming in Wordle 248, I have had to put in more than my normal number of fillers to make some kind of sense!
Hills capture my soul; their peaks fill my vision;
I climb them to hide; summit close,
Naked, with scar of unholy decision,
Will I fire a prophet verbose
To tell of relief from all evil and sin,
Informing of one who will bring the light in?
This will also have to serve as my NaPoWriMo effort for today.