Hollowed be your name

God
Single metaphors don’t meet the word
Parent of every atom
With the love that entails
Wrapped around us
Your name seems hollowed
To make a space for us
To occupy, to stand for us
Gift us with a rule so bending that it never snaps
But regulates our core
Holds bones and bile
And forces an unregulated smile
Carry us, carrion in waiting that we are
Let us not hold on, hold back
But freely run on the right track
To freedom contained
Located in you
Bursting out all over
For ever and ever
Amen

15.06.2017

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