Take off your clothing, God.
The religion and the churches,
theism and atheism,
all the fine and noble words
the mind fabricates so beautifully.

I am tired of ripping up the fields of God to make art.
I don’t need you to speak. Everyone and everything speaks.
Come so close that I can feel your breath upon my ear.

About bobjanisdillon

Unitarian Universalist minister, poet, husband, father, three-chord guitar wonder.
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