Because we all want to write more poems.
The Cosmos, God and Johnny Cash
An old expression speaks of one God,
Many paths, perhaps a solution to endless
Religious battles bounded by a single path
To God, confirmed by prophets driven
To excise or convert unbelievers.
Almost always, God forgives,
Frowns on murder, adultery and theft,
Commends charity, loves the poor
Demands parents be honored
In promises to future generations.
When we bow to God’s will, we
Bow to our common divinity,
In respectful compassion.
We bow to God, only known
Through us, our belief,
Our narrow limitations.
A tiny beacon shines
In the universal diaspora.
God’s promise to Abraham,
The child born at Christmas,
Gabriel speaks to Mohammed,
Buddha believes in everyone.
The miracle of the universe,
The miracle of the earth,
Each of us a miracle,
In an endless, unknown rush.
Yet, we die for words, pages
In books and testaments,
As the only possible truth
While each holds the answer.
- Clayton Medeiros's Shared Poems
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