I think we ought to retire ‘god.’
The name decommissioned
and made defunct.
People mean so many true things
and ‘god’ obscures them.
They realize (how could they not)
and touch and prod the soddy
earth, and god at great right angles
removes their fingers.
And when we retire ‘god,’ we retire
‘Him:’
god is not gone if god is
anything at all.
Let us love and sing and wonder
and that be all.
Let us ask a resounding ‘why?’
as we search the earthy ‘how?’
I think we ought to turn our eyes
from godly things and attend to
children and trees and the soft
paper beneath the hard words;
attend to the profane.
Why? If it is real, it needs no name.
Doesn’t the word look strange
now that you have seen it?
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