My children

God kneels
on the street

Silence
It’s been like this

ten thousand years
Still kneeling

weeping
hand outstretched

My children
No judgment, no ire

Whole-making music
under our broken song

If only the others
could hear

Deep silence
Gentle weeping

My children
                        

   —November 1, 2017

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