The Word
I wish I knew another word for God,
one that won’t scare you, one that
joins awe earth bone grace and
silence.
I long to learn the language
that shares what unknowing
comes to mean.
I yearn for that one sound that carries
essence beyond being
into you.
O, how I would sing that wordsound
trusting it to enter your marrow,
resounding through your dark chambers,
trembling your chords to remind you
every time you speak
I hear God.
by ian boisvert
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