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God in the World

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God in the World

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It’s got the whole world

In its hands

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Maybe the song sounds badly

With

Impersonal pronouns

But as we know

Loath to admit

God is more than he

There is the she of God

As well as all the lively

If impersonal

Attributes

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I doubt that God is male

In the wind

Though ancients saw that differently

Or that the rain is she

In my mythology

I have to admit that is attractive

(Sister Moon and Brother Sun

you know)

But really

If God is in anything

Then God is everything

In everything

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Neither east nor west

As the apostle says

And well-chosen

In that

These are adversarial directions

Rome and Judea

Europe with the USA

And adversarially

Russia

China

Other parts of Asia

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Presuming a meridian

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Even then

Even now

But God then

God now

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And this is the reach

Of God

To all directions

(if compassism)

All genders

All creeds

And attitudes

Everything divided

God cannot take the borders in

But sees the unity

Instead

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For even God is biased

Love

Like gravity

Toward matter

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“He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands,” an African-American spiritual

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Galatians 4:28; Romans 8:35-39

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Canticle of Saint Francis

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And All That

(x = space)

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And All That

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There is cool

For heat

I am lucky

I have family

I have friends

I know I spend

My days alone

Which is belied

By your company

You are with me

It’s not a story

Well

It is

But the story

Explains the truth

Even the myth

That’s founded on

The truth

Of something larger

Than ourselves

That we wish to

Know

And so

Sometimes in clarity

Sometimes in mist

I have you with me

From the inside

Out

From the center fold

In me

Out through the pages

Into sunlit

Cloud-lit

Night-lit

Illumination

It’s always like as mask

I guess

Like the dark glass

A purple panel

That even should we leave

The cave

Goes with us

A pretty barrier

Maybe raised by sin

Maybe to challenge

Virtue

Well

You’re with me

I know that

And I am thankful

I am thankful for my sister

Too

My brothers

And my friends

Grateful for the lack

Of desolation

With all that livingly

Is set

Upon it

Knowledge

Insight

Discovery

A growing column

Always with

A hook for that dark glass

Yet rising toward the others

And toward you

Thank you

For being God

And Christ

And Spirit

More than doctrinaire

You save my soul

Without the rites

Though rites are good

As well

Vital esprit de corps

And all that

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C L Couch

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Federation

(x = space)

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Federation

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I pass patches

Of cultivated farmland

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I trust there’s more

Of these

From coast to coast

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Though we pay farmers

Not to grow

In the way

The OPEC caps (quite literally)

Distribution

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These and other things

Manipulate the

Market

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Have done so

For decades

If not ages

(thinking the Romans were

at least among

the first

to play with supply

and prices

and inflation)

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Sigh

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I wish we had a market

Based on need

As well as pleasure

And for profit

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Everyone needs food

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Everyone needs means

For acquisition

And so on

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Everyone must work

I’d go for that

But everyone is each one

With aptitudes

And what might be considered

Limitations

Though we should think

Uniqueness

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Well

Captain Kirk might be right

In that

There might be no money

In the twenty-third

Century

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An age for which

We have decided meeting

Human need

Is a galactic

Law

And providing means

For training

Toward discovering

And realizing

Talents

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Also dreams

Magellanic

Or quite

Homely

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Art

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Manufacturing

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Philosophy

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Blacksmithing

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All be done

Out of desire

And ability

And help

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The way we help

Or should

Our children grow

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And so

Our galaxy shall grow

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Many and Great

(x = space)

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Many and Great

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I’m sorry

There are other things

Wildfires

Wars

Rising oceans

More than tides

Allow

What nature does

What we do

While the Earth permits

Until it can’t

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And I’m concerned

With how

I feel

Even mortally

(with room for veniality

as well)

I am one

How many are you?

You seem more to me

As if a company

Resides

Inside your wall of flesh

Behind your eyes

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And I suppose it’s true

We each might be

Many souls

Maybe carried through

The ages

Or simply facets of

What splits

From our encounters

Here and now

And what remains

Beside our spirits

Mainly

As we become

Like growing jewels

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When permitted,

Like layers

Added to the pearl

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A New Utilitarian

(x = space)

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A New Utilitarian

(that’s us)

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Up all night

Wondering about

Well

Everything

Night means moon

And stars

And all the smaller things

That from our perspective

Fly in small gold

Arcs

The shooting stars

We call them

And then there are the silver

Moving dots of

Satellites

The ISS

Anything else sizable

That’s orbiting

All against the Milky Way

And behind that

The black sheet of outer

Space

Inside all that

I thought

About the things that slow

At night

For most of us

Unless we’re on third shift

Or there’s a fire

Or a crime

Or all the factories

As well as governments

That must be working

To extents

All the time

Or so we have

And use

Our grand design

For industry

For politics

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The slower thoughts will speed up

In the day

Somehow clouds on blue

Mean things are faster

Sunlight now a deadline

Get everything done

You mean to do

Or others mean

For you to do

While I’m still

For when I’m done

For most of us

The billable day is done

(except for the

exceptional things

at night)

It’s time to think of home

Or bars

Or gyms

Or other things that

Work affords

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The fast thoughts

Then

Speak to their own velocity

For production

And for sweating out the deadlines

But I think

There might be

Fast in fast

As well as slow in slow

At night

Thoughts within thoughts

Like wheels within wheels

In large machines

Or complex stories

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What’s faster might be

Say

Inspiration

Intuition

Instinct

The things that have us move

With some rapidity

(maybe with adrenaline’s

assistance)

While the slower might be

Reflection

Cogitation

Consideration

Working out and adding to

The foundation on the inside

That makes us faster

Better

On the outside

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Which means

I think

There is room for fast and slow

For reaction

And respect

Afterwards

Of the situation causing

The reaction

Meaning

(here)

That all the parts of who we are

Like all the parts of day and night

Belong

So we should

Examine that

Otherwise unexamined life

To grow through

Fast and slow

Surface

And latent

Rationale for

Stronger living

More complete

Satisfying

Funner

And productive

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away from all things (haiku)

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away from all things (haiku)

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away from all things

only bloom and branch attract

safety in numbers

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apple blossoms

(safety in numbers)

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The Heart

(x = space)

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The Heart

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I breathe a little

Saturday morning

Last moments

Before noon

When I would be called upon

For chores

Last free moments

Watching another show

As an excuse

Pretending its significance

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Did I have a heart defect

Back then

We’ll never know

Or was I put to work

Too soon

Or was it the lesson that

Work is bad

And I should only be glad

When it’s done

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Whichever way

I was a child who

Wanted to

Escape

And on rainy days

I sat in a chair next to a lamp

In the room saved for

Official company

And rather than

All that

I took the quiet

And went into books

With

Stories that saved

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The mind

The heart

Everything that mattered

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excerpt from “The Heart”

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excerpt from “The Heart”

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I was a child who

Wanted to

Escape

And on rainy days

I sat in a chair next to a lamp

In the room saved for

Official company

And rather than

All that

I took the quiet

And went into books

With

Stories that saved

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Photo by Amaan Ali on Unsplash

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Prevaricating Sharks

(x = space)

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Prevaricating Sharks

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I don’t know what

To share

With you today

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How are things with you

How is your health

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How are your

Relations

And your story

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I hope you’re really well

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I’m not sure what

To ask

Without specifics

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I don’t know what

To ask

But we can pray for friends

And strangers

Can’t we

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Sure

We can

And I hope

This day is grand for you

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The sharks swim closely to us

But they’re not

Attacking

Without meaning

Without purpose

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Let’s not give them

A reason

Today

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Live in cooperation

Maybe with nature as the

Romantics

Sought

The Victorians eschewed

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In harmony with nature

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Certainly

Let’s live out

The contracts natural

With each other

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