Small word – god.
Like a grunt,
a groan breaking from
our throats.
Dolled up by the pious – god; capitalized,
modified – Beloved God, Almighty God, God the Father
Used profanely by sinners . . . for emphasis and gravity.
God, forgive us. God,
this small begrudged word
wedged into our vocabulary as an afterthought.
Words of worldliness, are savored by our mouths –
pleasure, flesh, riches, luxury,
lush and lavish; sexuality,
sumptuousness, triumph, lasciviousness.
O pilgrim, take god – that hard nugget of a word
and nurture it in your core until it cracks,
breaks you open and free, breaks your world apart,
until a tree from its seed grows, stretches, brushes
leaves and branches against the farthermost ends
of your thoughts, depths, faith,
experience and imagination.
O child of God, in the beginning was the Word
and the Word was God.
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