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Sep 2012
Impossible, invisible

                  but somehow still nearby.


A teapot in the orbit

                  of a planet
                                                                                                                                                faraway.


Omnipotent (supposedly),

                  but gallingly benign.

As silent as the sky at night

                  and nowhere to be seen.


A speck of dust is planet earth

                  caught in this beam of light

that shines despite the dark of space,
                                                                                                                              beckoning us home.
Just a poem about god.
Joe Roberts
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