underneath this gift for deciphering
message and meaning is a leaning
for winks and trinkets
ancient concepts and smatterings
of patter
between their moments
grown old with familiarity
were it all to be some
flippant young unsung
story
this warring loving
race to rue the second
life began
He wouldn't stay or stray
to a place thoughtful
but it is true
wrought in all these
lives is a gift
for lore and reverence
movement and epiphany
no formula or intricate
machination for benevolence
could incite
so, right, He is satisfied
with the children
and, yes, His need
to affirm the creation
can lately
be great
as He, in his study
switches the lights off
meanders to His sleep
He keeps a special place
for this race of people
in whom He is very pleased
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