Electric Rabbit God

Scientific minds are forever racing God like greyhounds pursuing electric rabbits tongues hanging from frothing mouths explaining miracles away with equations- They'll never catch infinity or bottle perfection nor can they put a patent on heaven they call miracles by a different name The sick and weathered are closer to God they can gleen spectacular from mundane their palms are open - have the etchings of Christ they don't have to race the electric rabbit it hops over to them, willingly.