Poem: An Argument With God

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Why is love always a pain I have to get over?

Why can’t I ever have a happy ending?

But my child,

You are love-personified.

My living love-letter to the world,

The happy ending they deserve.

Everything you do

Is love-encoded.

An infinite reservoir of love

Awaits your beckoning.

Don’t guard it in vain;

Let it flow.

To love is to be loved.

To be loved is to love.


I’m no God;

I’m just a human.

Oh my beautiful love-child,

I’ve called you by my name.

You’re as divine

As I’m human.

You are mine,

As I’m yours.

You are me,

As I’m you.

The ocean and the pearl.

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