Meeting God Poem by greg richardson

Meeting God



I've never met
anyone
who writes like me
I am original
and contain
the key
to infinity.
Together we unlock the door.
and burst in
upon God.
He is happy to see us
and offers us drink
We accept
ambrosia
from the deity.
We talk a while
then go on our way.
Who would believe
We carroused with God
today?

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