Ignores people
who invoke the name
to damn.
Any margin God widens
with a prism.
Vibrates with any joyful call.
Resonates with love for all.
Hangs with the mystics.
Puts on naked radiance.
Lays hands on aloofness
and whispers acceptance.
Knows forgiveness
as a galaxy knows its axis.
God’s calendar
has one page
Today.
God’s address is
Now.
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