I am here to tell you
The God you were taught
Isn't it more likely that a god of love,
Love itself, not what we worship but
The Divine Definition of Love
Inhabiting the space between stars,
Isn't it more likely that They are not shaped
In our image, and your words are merely
That if we are made in Its image,
It is She as much as He
And all your indoctrinated excuses
Your "reasons", your special interpretations
Slanted in the favor of your value system
Masking a sexism that isn't so secret
A violent history that cannot be overlooked
All of these are
Tests to support a specific hypothesis
And invalid, ill, crippled thinking
Isn't it better that God is Love
And your religion has no more wisdom
Than any other fallible person
Trying to live well, to do no harm;
Isn't it better that you stop dodging
Responsibility and place it at the Feet of the God who IS?
Who was, is, will forever be
Above caring who we love, so long as we love.
Inside the truth and beauty we speak to each other.
Beyond walls, defenses, any division.