KISSING GOD   Leave a comment

Like a secret,

or a smile,

this, being awake.

Like walking through a different hallway.

It is full of people, but they see something else.

Somewhere else,

At another time.

I am here,

but not for your mind

or thoughts.

If you stop,

I mean really stop,

so that you get a kind of whiplash,

as the past and the future whirl away,

you just might get a glimpse of me,

actually standing in the same hallway,


and kissing God.



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