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∴

once, i tried looking for the face of God

and when i came close

His features kept melting

and His colors kept mixing

and though unrecognizable,

i knew Him.

i did.

 

and i asked in anger,

“why won’t you show me your shape?”

 

“if you would just show me –

if i could just gaze on you, still –

then i would know what i look on is true.”

 

but God said back,

“that is my gift to you:

that you should never see me,

and thus never cease looking,

and never stop

very nearly

finding.”

∴

 

 

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