Like sunflowers to the sun:
You lookin for me to look for You.
Who’d’ve thought Creation forever stalks its
Creator: even in our vilest cuss, we Address You:
We know that we look for You, to blame, or occasionally bless:
like a moon to the sun, we watch/ orb Your orbit
a whirl to Your Pool
twilight to Your Dawn
salt to Your seas; oh maybe we don’t know
that we know :
we look for You.
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