for once

(please or is it pleas)



if God

then God

come down

not only from the Christmas tree

but from every tall place

we cannot reach

or only with precarity



and up from every

deep dark place

we can imagine

not to mention woeful places

we cannot



and from left

or from the right

and then from the inside

where our own spirits

reside

with or without alliances

from the spirit

that moves everywhere

and with our will

might live

within us



God come from every place

every point

we measure

and beyond

and realize

please

for once

a real form

that we can see

from which we hear the voice

that we could taste

and close enough to smell

even to touch

with or without piercing points

for remembrance

or for proof



and be here for a while

we could have coffee

with or without

an armageddon

after



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photo by NASA Hubble Space Telescope on Unsplash



“Christ Climbed Down” is a poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti, which I thought of when writing about God climbing ("come down")