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Sunday, November 28, 2010

God is Cold

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God is Cold

like the air when there is only white
and the narrowing perspective lines
of the highway’s surface blur into space,

when ice encrusted branches -
frozen in an empty twilight grasp – lean
over lonely fence posts,

and the weight of that slate-grey sky
lays upon heaps of snow
blown into alien landscapes by the wind.

God is cold but is not cruel,
there is beauty in his frost.

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