oh love I cannot take you
from the carnage of our lives
I stayed with you
thinking in love we're work out everything
but didn't realize this rude suffering
was the working out
there's nothing to save us but our love
and even that's a paltry thing in the great Cosmic Eye...
or not... I don't know but I do know
nothing matters...not even that merciless Perfection...
except the love we so bitterly share
in raging anger or soft truce of memory
remembering why we are together
and how that surpasses everything but the alleged Love of God...
how simply to make the One put its spiritual money
where Its yawning mouth is
either we hate and die of that hate
or we love and live that love
well Lord of Lord which shall it be?
our eternal deaths for not being perfect enough for You
or our eternal life because we love
and live beyond the cruelty of Your vengeance?
which shall it be?
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