Everything Belongs


O, for faith beneath all faiths.

Each of us will live a

chosen way and

die somewhere

in the descent of it. We, the

unbound into consciousness

know that we are here,

resonant inward, shining outward,

some notion of substance,

some foreknowledge of destiny.

Sooner should we feel that

everything belongs

and ours is not to

pick and choose the matter

of all that is

but to love it whole again; to repent of

being the product of

contraptions, religious and

otherwise, to flourish in the rooting

close to home and heart, from

dawn to dawn,

moon to moon,

blood to blood,

garden to garden, all

as one

to share.

For God so loved the world.

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