Reassure Me

God of the skies
And the waters.
God of the infinite
and of the people
the humble,
the ignorant,
the cruel.
They, as in your image
and likeness.
Look only at the growlong
the traces of my blood
engraves behind
the days
you set for me
the points of my own life
to set.
My beginning
and my end
to unite
in an continuity
iunknown to me
and incomprehensible.
God of the infinite
and of the cause,
the repetitive cause,
in one aim
with no end
-which end?
It doesn't exist.
God, where do you exist
and where do you wait for me.
if you wait for me.
REASSURE ME.
If your own God from
the beginning had asked you
to restart
from the point
into the chaos
till today
that the same
amnd identical creation
as a photocopy
you would have shown to him
and to me
reassurance
of the unmistakable and
the given as a destiny.
To be reborn
from the eternal womb
Like the springs,
and to re-die
within her
like the winters.
To repeat myself, and
to exist as
your image
and likeness.

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