something i saw online:

Forgive Me- I Am Only God

I do not speak your language,
I do not titillate,
I don’t caress
I don’t give orgasmic ecstacy.

And so, compared to your great lovers,
Compared to your reality,
I am inadequate, I am uncaring,
I am irrelevant, I am untrue.

Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me,
I do not speak your language,
For I am only God.

But… I speak the stars,
I speak the moon!
I speak the ocean, the river, and the rain!
I speak the little baby!
I speak the lovely rose!
I speak your eyes, your hands,
The beating of your heart.

I speak forgiveness,
I dry the tears,
I heal your wounds,
I am the loving presence,
I am the tender touch,
When you are lost,
And broken and alone.

And when the numbness
And the terror o your shattered, black,
Dead night is gone…
I still continue - holding,
Shielding, warming
Your lonely, frail and trembling hand.

AND then I speak the glorious sunrise!
I speak the brilliant splendor
of the dawn!
I AM YOUR RESURRECTION -
Come then my child,
Let us begin again…
Let us begin again!

I am Eternity. I am the Truth.
I am the Source, the Meaning of all life!
I am your Perfect Father-Mother!
I AM YOUR HOME!!!
I speak the language of your soul,
I am the meaning of true love.

Please, please forgive me.
For I am only God

something i saw online:

Forgive Me- I Am Only God

I do not speak your language,
I do not titillate,
I don’t caress
I don’t give orgasmic ecstacy.

And so, compared to your great lovers,
Compared to your reality,
I am inadequate, I am uncaring,
I am irrelevant, I am untrue.

Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me,
I do not speak your language,
For I am only God.

But… I speak the stars,
I speak the moon!
I speak the ocean, the river, and the rain!
I speak the little baby!
I speak the lovely rose!
I speak your eyes, your hands,
The beating of your heart.

I speak forgiveness,
I dry the tears,
I heal your wounds,
I am the loving presence,
I am the tender touch,
When you are lost,
And broken and alone.

And when the numbness
And the terror o your shattered, black,
Dead night is gone…
I still continue - holding,
Shielding, warming
Your lonely, frail and trembling hand.

AND then I speak the glorious sunrise!
I speak the brilliant splendor
of the dawn!
I AM YOUR RESURRECTION -
Come then my child,
Let us begin again…
Let us begin again!

I am Eternity. I am the Truth.
I am the Source, the Meaning of all life!
I am your Perfect Father-Mother!
I AM YOUR HOME!!!
I speak the language of your soul,
I am the meaning of true love.

Please, please forgive me.
For I am only God

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that's when i realized that words have wings;
they're kind of like birds but mostly like children,
whom you groom and raise.
you mold them and shape them well
and, like the sky that has no limits,
you hope that someday,
somebody will take them home,
call them their own;
that they will find a place to belong.
-amena brown

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