There are some things so deep-grained

elemental and twined within fibers

of being that to put them into words

can be more than impossible:

So my God is like a poem in me

elusive of explanation no pinning down

Word with word, not “love” nor “joy” nor “peace”


All those things and yea, guilt and yea, pain

That is the growth-song the water gushing

the fight and down-casting the splintered soul

words words words


yet they shape me

There should be no “me”

yet they shape me


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