I want to live in the house of God.

Let no man call me a hypocrite. Only God knows my true intentions.
If you throw rocks in the house of God, do you really think God won’t set you right, one way or another?

LBM 1/17/2020

Rocks and all, this massive tree came loose from its moorings

(Poetry isn’t prose. Here’s what I like about poetry: you can say things without overtly saying them. I’ve used masculine words and if that’s off-putting, substitute feminine ones. I deeply believe Love is both, and if God is Love, which I also deeply believe, God must include both. Rock throwing also includes hurling at your own sweet self and I do believe that catches up with you as well).