For God to me,
it seems, is a verb,
not a noun, proper or improper;
is the articulation not the art,
objective or subjective;
is loving, not the abstraction “love”
commanded or entreated;
is knowledge dynamic,
not legislative code,
not proclamation law,
not academic dogma,
nor ecclesiastic canon.
Yes, God is a verb, the most active,
connoting the vast harmonic reordering,
of the universe,
from unleashed chaos of energy.
And there is born unheralded
a great natural peace,
not out of exclusive pseudo-static security,
but out of including, refining,
Naught is loss.
Only the false and nonexistent are dispelled.