God
God is not a building dedicated to one faith
that icon of a dead Christ that’s a myth that man makes…
Because men must define the unknown in stone a human façade or by words in a black book bound by dead flesh to govern the human race or enslave the human heart…
God is not your TV your priest your dollar marks God is not your evangelistic thieves crying for money or power built on the backs of the infirm the fragile of mind…
God does not milk the geriatric frail of body and heart God is not your soul but you are part of it, a divinity a degree of energy bound to all in a universal conscience God is…
Something you cannot understand but it sits beside you all the same God is the constant awareness of a universe living the grand I am
Unseen the Innermost reality you cannot define God outside the pages of a man made black book God is not humanity nor is it removed alone and aloof
It is between all there is and what will be or have been God is in the details god is the sublime or God is colorless in creation of all and nothing God is as simple…
As the grace of wind across this earths ragged face or as violent and as mysterious as the death of a neutron star God is with you and without burnt…
Offerings God is and is not good nor evil for that is human design God is just a thought in a vast mind of the cosmos or a simple electric spark…
More vast and complex or as simple as a human cell God is a black hole in deepest of space God is not an obelisk or engraved imagery nor a myth…
That man makes divinity creation is something you cannot understand but yet know intimately as the voice in your soul…
God is a simple
as the wind across
your human face
or as complex as eternity!
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2022
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