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This poem is about broadening one's idea of what God is |
| In the midst of knowledge I want ignorance In the opening of my eyes I want them shut tight see all this knowing is a scary thing Yet, See, is what finally I am doing Becoming exposed to the wise words of Socrates and Jesus I think to myself, "My what remarkable men." Yet with one, more is at stake The skeptic in me wonders, "Did one really take my sins?" I am craving to think outside the steeples I know the Logos is bigger than they In my search of It I see that only a fraction of Him can be found in creeds Yes, Yes there He is with those who are in need For since the start of time I pray that with everyone He was walking hand in hand Regardless if they or their ancestry were from the supposed Holy Land. |