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From seed to seedling
From fullness to fading
From death to decomposing
With all it’s many moments
It was always one

It is assumed and all agree
God loves us each in full forever

But one can’t help but notice
God seems to spend His time
more with some than others

It’s not that He is showing favor
It’s just that He and They are
working on a project together

I write a poem when I feel
a tendril of Truth
brush against my face
and I weep to think that Truth
would stand so close to me

And by its touch I see
I am the truth
and the truth is me

God sees all
the ever was

God sees all
the ever will be

God can not see
this present moment

Except through the eyes of us

No God above us,

Nor Devil below.

So I will step in,

To fill in the rut.

I’ll start at the bottom,

And work my way up.