Anil Deo Poet Bio

Trumpeting Their Voices To Space

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I had big plans to fast and pray: Maundy Thursday
More prayer than fasting, while preparing slowly
For the evenings bible study, I a weak disciple
Neighbors played their competing loud music, as usual
Then I paused: discerning a yearning theme in the cacophony

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One powerful female tenor seemed to address sky and space
In clarion calls, vagaries and varieties of love embodied vocally
I had dismissed music I did not find inspiring, until skilfully deployed
They made a case for a dignity, even universal honor, through loving
On Earth: we crave loyalty, human love, more than hell to avoid

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Joseph P. DiMino April 15, 2022 at 12:22 PM "On Earth: we crave loyalty, human love, more than hell to avoid" -- Maybe we see and touch God often unaware of His presence, distracted by the packaging. I really can't separate the physical from spirit...my flaw I guess. But I don't see heaven up there, out there, or on some other plane... I look for God everywhere, and am delighted when I find Him despite myself. For me, it is simply good or bad, how I determine paradise and hell. Simplistic I know. You get me thinking. Anil.