We have made God in our own image
We have placed Him on a pedestal
Wrapped Him in an American flag
And told Him to kill all the Amalekites
We made a deity in the image of Zeus
Of Hermes, of Apollo
Before the Greeks we love so much
The Great I Am inhabited a flame
In a bush.
Whispered on a breeze
Formed a pillar of cloud and led Her children to freedom
The words we use to describe the Great I Am
Create the God we worship
The God we worship determines what we find worthy
It is time to topple our idol of patriarchy
He died when Zeus died.
We have to believe the Divine’s representative on earth
When He said – God is Love
Love is God.
Farmer Jesus used dirt to heal
Water to free, breath to transmute
The Divine breathed into a lump of clay and sparked humanity
She is begging us to change our minds
To tend Her garden.
To love His children.
For Love so loved the world
Love sent Love into the world
And we killed Him.
Love does not stay dead
For as soon as hatred consumes Love, hatred consumes itself
There is no life where there is not Love
God knew what She was doing
When He sparked life in the primordial lump of dirt
Creating us in their image
All of humanity bestowed with the power that created the worlds
What would happen if instead of killing Him when He tells us we carry the mitochondria of God,
We believed Him?
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