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An Echo Divine
I do and don't believe in God,
at exactly the same time
A paradox like the Trinity,
an unwritten verse that rhymes
I feel him inside me with every step,
while knowing he's not there
I carry his joy within my heart,
though reason not to share
A metaphysical oxymoron,
incomprehensibly proclaimed
And while science tears him limb from limb
-I still call out his name
(Villanova Chapel: February, 2020)
at exactly the same time
A paradox like the Trinity,
an unwritten verse that rhymes
I feel him inside me with every step,
while knowing he's not there
I carry his joy within my heart,
though reason not to share
A metaphysical oxymoron,
incomprehensibly proclaimed
And while science tears him limb from limb
-I still call out his name
(Villanova Chapel: February, 2020)
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An Echo Divine
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