Conjectures of a Taoist Witch

She seemed a Taoist witch to me,
with nature free 
for spirited unkind restraints.

Surprise, then, follows her response,
"Of course I recognize Jesus as son of FatherSun
and further,
celebrate His good news
that God's creative nature remains in an evolving,
extending soulful EarthTribe way,
pregnant with healthy sons and daughters
each divinely humane,
at least potentially in time's bodhisattva fullness,
our healthiest wealth wu wei."

Not sure this sounds quite wrong enough
to provoke my evangelical supremacy,
I can only laugh with such rich pregnancy
inside a less domesticated GodHead.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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