I’m done with ‘God’, ‘Jesus’, ‘Christ’, ‘Lord’, ‘King’, ‘Father’.
Can’t take it any longer.
I’m letting all of you go
so you might relax, too, and be freed from constantly being a show.
Now what if I called you ‘flow’
‘The tingling’
‘The gut’
‘The sensation’
‘The pull’?
What if I called you ‘compassion’ and ‘acceptance’?
What if I called you ‘My seeing’
‘My hearing’
‘The well of belonging’
‘My deepest breathing’?
Maybe, then, I could keep believing.
Photo by Judy Baca
Leave a reply to alisha Cancel reply