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Around

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I keep thinking of God

By that spring

Of water

That typically looks blue

Though sometimes clear

Showing all the

Pristine things below

Rocks and fish

You know

The lying and the creeping things

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God offers

Some to share

For thirst requires

First attention

There is no speaking

There is no clear thinking

‘Til the molecules

Have

Cool and oxygen

Through water

Then we may talk

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God looks a person there

And still

What might I

I

Have to say

To God?

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There is no altar

For obeisance

And a sacrifice

No worship

As there is no priest or choir

Anyway

Nothing of a temple

Or a church

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It is we two

A spring

A living tree looks over

Green and perfect flowers

I wonder

How long I might be there

Sit there

(slaked)

Trying out one script and then other

Out of my head

Over my tongue

And yet hello

Croaked upon arrival

Before drinking

Is on the line

And nothing over

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God will speak

Of course

To say the perfect thing

To try my tears

Now that I have water inside

Or press joy

Upon the mind

Maybe to evoke

Those kinds of tears

The happiness

Companionship

A now

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And I cannot worry

About how long

There is a forever

In this moment

And what might come after

Is conditional

Subjunctive

Doubts that do not matter

Suponemos

(we suppose)

Suponíamos

Supondríamos

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I should not wonder

For in this encounter

Is enough

Is wonder

For eternity

All I can bear

There

And now

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God

Does this

There is your own place

That might be the same

And there might be numbers

One

Two

Five thousand needing food

Two upon a cross

Or all the slaves crucified

For wanting to believe

We can be free

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All shall come

All shall arrive

God shall welcome

With cool water

And-or

Whatever might be needed

A nosh

A deck of cards

(for Rook)

Play

Play for work

And then to let them go

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The stream

Or what we need

For this place

Remains

A place to meet the Lord

Where the Lord is always waiting

(angels attending)

‘Til we come ‘round

Whatever has been bending us

From clarity

Eternity

A drink with God

Some words

Enough to save

To secure what we have believed

Or identify what we have not

To keep the good

Let go the rest

As service to the Lord

And the peaceful

The dynamic

Plains and courts

Skies and outer space

Transomed

With transparent streets

To clarity

The dark let go

Except in perfect shadows

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All of which to say

We meet the Lord

Or don’t

But there is waiting for us

And it’s delight

In faith

And comfort for the ragged

Parts

From life

From confusion

By the barbarous

Now we turn

Now here we are

Hello

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