19. Denton, TX. New to this whole "sharing your work" thing. I write because my left hand seems to have a better understanding of my feelings much more than the rest of myself.
Title - Forcibly True. God is a force. Of course, the force is neither a he nor she, the force can only be nothing. God exists in the air I breathe to the falling leaves to everything you leave with me. God exists in your sighs, your goodbyes, the moments that our words our thoughts our breaths our lives our deaths become faded memories. God is me, not I. God is what your eyes do not see, for what your mind must feel. God fills the gaps in between the cracks and faltering breaks that only come from the quakes God must make. God is a force, God does not take. God only makes us think that things are made. Things are only dreams of ones before us; these things are only mere memories of ones after.
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