it is not lost on those of us who can still laugh
that God has successfully burgled you from our lives
and smuggled you off to a distant patch of red dirt...
with our help
but when i get over that, and myself,
i'll lift a glass looking eastward back at you
no regrets, no turning to salt
only this short time together as GodSpirits
in these bodies, our earthly temples,
our sanctuaries of soul,
wherein daily we lay down our shattered egos
and enter Her endless endless endless Grace
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