The Mican Christian

Would you be mad
at the son of god
if the son of god
could not conceive
of madness?

I wouldn't be.
In his eyes
I'd only see me.

I do not sense
that he is there,
and yet I sense
him everywhere.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Loveless Avatar
November 3, 2009 at 9:17 AM
i feel this. feel the power in the words. and i relate to it well....maddess....could not concieve of maddness....i believe i was concieved of maddness, for thats all i seem to find....on the exterior, and for a large portion of who i am.
Guzzi Avatar
July 30, 2009 at 12:36 PM
very lyrical and comforting! Hugs
Nolan Avatar
January 8, 2009 at 9:56 PM
I like this one very much, you write so little but say so much. Most impressive
Bickerstaffe Avatar
January 3, 2009 at 8:59 AM
A beautifully redemptive final verse... you think about what you write, and it show. BRAVO Yoni! Best wishes, Keith
Gass Avatar
December 28, 2008 at 8:20 AM
He is everywhere. Beautiful sentiment. May He always be with you, Yoni. Thank you for your comment and welcome to the Soup! Happy New Year! Love, Robin
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December 25, 2008 at 12:37 PM
Interesting reflection for the reader to ponder. One thing I am sure of is that He is there though I may not always feel His presence. Keep on writing! Merry Christmas! Karen
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