You listed a number of ways for us to love God,
none of them ever directly hitting the mark,
all involving our relationship with others,
so incapable apparently are we to love
a mystery and majesty like You,
having no idea what such a love entails
or, more precisely, having only an idea,
a loosely-gathered, ill-defined concept
of a love without self, whose imagined majesty
negates the word as we define it.
A love forever beyond our grasp,
effort and, perhaps, experience,
far from intellect, individuality,
our mortality and probing senses.
O child of God, having no heart for such a love,
you try to conjure it up within your brain.
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