Thursday, May 29, 2008

#cgsdgsxc

Oh Lord,
we praise You from this distance--
Your righteous eye in Jupiter,
Your peaceful halo around Saturn,
Your beard in the nostalgic stars.

Oh Lord,
we thank You for gifts--
this imperfect circle of dark tissue
hiding behind every heart,

its surface colored by the ink
of a million black holes, connected.

Oh Lord,
we kneel at Your holy gesture,
your Hand of Fate sweeping across
the landscape as a five-fingered tornado.

Oh Lord,
I thank you for the strength you have bestowed,
stripping me of everything
but a fight,

even if I have to use it against You.

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