Vernon Witmer Poet Free verse

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The Other God

THE  OTHER  GOD

It is a rare noise I hear. 
Those sounds that seem to say:

I could be a pond; or
Have been a reflection.

Knees that are forever bent 
Into a prayer of all things.

I am in each thing.
The aspect shown,

The one that is most needed.
The slope of spring untended,

While walking toward an answer;
always visiting myself in stranger’s clothes.

I don’t think anyone imagines 
quite enough these days 

To meet 
Their other God.

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Richard Lamoureux January 4, 2021 at 6:19 AM To think we are created in God’s image. My hope is that I can reflect well on Him.

Richard Lamoureux January 4, 2021 at 6:17 AM Hi Mickey, a thought provoking first piece. A belated welcome to the Soup.

Caren Krutsinger October 27, 2020 at 5:38 PM Such a fantastic tribute to the other god! Vernon Witmer November 13, 2020 at 12:28 PM Thank you so much Caren. I am new to Soup and am just getting my bearings. Have read several of your entries and am astonished at how visually direct they are. Sometimes I chew my food way too much. My nickname is Mikey.