I
Among multifarious gods,
The only one offering an invitation
Was the God of Grace.
II
I was of one mind,
split like a trident
Into past, present, and future.
III
The Savior story piggybacks and
Assimilates, eager to stand out.
IV
A shaper and a specter
Are one.
A shaper and a specter and a Nazarene
Are one.
V
Test me not for I can not chose
To live in corporeal presence
Or to strive for the ether
To drink dandelion tea
Or imbibe celestial wine.
VI
Rainbows, full circles, when
Viewed from the other side.
Promises given, but no more
Sacrifice.
No blood of the Lamb.
No unleaven bread.
VII
Your opulence shields you
From the starving Calcutta waif.
Your nescience portends
A future spent in purgatory.
VIII
Brass coins, bells,
The slender neck of an oud
All sing in unison
But you are the
Ultimate rhythm.
IX
When god remained entombed,
Even Peter fell silent.
Interspersed with his denials.
X
At the sight of god
Ascending on golden stairs
Even the double-tongued pharisee
Bent to prophetic omens.
XI
His donkey stepped to Egypt,
Hiding even his scent from Herod.
Once, a leper touched him
Believing in miracles.
He received nothing less.
XII
The throngs are praying.
God transcends.
XIII
It was twilight his entire life.
Dusk prevailed
And did not abate.
God lingered until dawn
When the sun rose.
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