god is a desert sand
and he is in me.
Leaves only cinders
and trembling hands.
and he is in me.
god is an Idea that grows
until I’m not sure if I am
the thinker or the thought.
god is unafraid to look upon
the unknowable
and to pursue the dark places
step by stumble.
he is in me
pushing me inside out.
The compulsion,
the doubt,
the restless passion –
Creation
is in me.
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I love this poem, I find it very inspiring and awesome sonorities! great!
As for the site, it is awesome in content but maybe you should make it look a little less cold, it might be a little simple… well it’s just an opinion.
Cheers