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God is

The release of a burdened sigh

In wonder if Heaven too is lonely

And all that I offer with my right hand

Even when received by left

As tragedy was not meant to carry dignity

God is

Passioned ceremonies of flowered steps

All the water I can carry in my womb

Consciousness, rebellion

Where shadow steps out of men

Leaves spaces large enough for

God is  

Our imitations 

The creators of old stones