G*d is shape-shifting

G*d is shape-shifting
Never the same twice
Meeting you, meeting me
Changing us, changing G*d
A butterfly’s shadow I see you
But not hold you
In hand heart or mind
Giving life and love and blood
Is changing giver and receiver
And yet, and yet
There is a river
Runs through us all

:- Doug.

Published in: Conversations | on March 22nd, 2009 | No Comments »

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