Our Souls
know God.

Later, as babes,
we expect Mom and Dad
to be God.

Still later
we grieve
as we find
that they are not.

Then, if lucky,
our torment
re-introduces us
to our Souls
(and to something we may dare to call God).

That's when
we sigh ---
that our life
may finally
have begun.



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