Earlier I did not know god as God
and gods were my friends.
now I know God and God
and I have a master.
Long before my time, my pagan lands
were deluged by the sword of the believers.
and so it came about that
growing up under the rubric of the believers
I, an infidel pagan, think like them.
so, I approached the high priests
and professed my faith in the one Saviour
seeking innocent acceptance and
they asked, Do you believe in the One God
and His sole and final apostle?
well, that depends, I said, on
how you define 'One' and what you mean
by 'God' and who can be called an 'apostle'.
I was too pagan for the believers.
so I approached my pagan brethren
and asked to be admitted into their fold
seeking innocent acceptance and
they asked, what Order do you belong to,
my friend, and what may be
that of your fathers and their fathers?
well, how matters, I said,
the Order my fathers belonged to, or not
to any, when the Spirit lights my heart?
I was too catholic to be pagan.
And so it is that time passes.
Ever wandering by the margins of creeds.
That yet neighbour me on my land.
Earlier we did not know god as God
and gods were our friends.
now we know God and God
and we have a master.
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