The only place we are secure is after it all.
We cannot secure it here, too many have
Their own vision as absolute, disappearing.
We disappear in the shadow of absolutes.
None of us knows, we are not God.
Yet people believe they are, addicted
To control, magicians and not truth.
The only thing true and sure is God's love.
Never failing, always catching, never insisting
On its on way, but on our freedom to confuse.
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