It’s okay to {not} call it God

 
This mystery  
  without beginning or end or dimension  
    which surpasses our time-bound, embodied understanding –  
Explain it however you must:  
  with the logic of your mind  
    or the intuition of your heart –  
as long as you never presume  
   certainty.  
 
Embrace the miracles –  
  sunlight to sugar,  
    water to wine  
Stardust or holy breath –  
  whatever helps you grasp  
    the wonder of creativity  
Whether it’s that  
  big bang of the spirit in a virgin’s womb  
    or an atomic dance from the mouth of a lion;  
what ultimately matters is that you’re  
  open  
    to  
     astonishment  
that you sit at the edge of the veil and  
  listen to the whispers  
    that speak the abundance of love;  
through sacrificial blood  
through mycelial networks  
through enlightenment beneath a tree...  
 
Tell the stories that keep wonder alive in you  
  and let others tell theirs --
    who cares where (or if) they’re written.  
Go ahead and lean on your own understanding,  
  realizing it can only take you so far  
 
You can call it by any name  
as long as you know  
that harmony is real,  
and you sing an essential part in it.
 
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