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The gravity of freedom…
all truth pulled back and forth

With God inside the Blackest Hole,
unseen, he sets your course

The speed your feelings travel,
regulated by the light

Your prayers like photons, crying out
—His Grace to guide your flight

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2019)

Kurt Philip Behm

Friday, April 12, 2019

Topic(s) of this poem: god

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Pamela Sinicrope 12 April 2019

Finally a poem about black holes. What an interesting image you present of God inside the blackest hole. In a way that kind of resonates. Certain concepts such as faith, God, and our understandings of our universe are inconceivable and impossible to completely ascertain, beyond our reach...the gravity of freedom...hmmm. interesting juxtaposition... But this week...we got a photo....kind of. Thanks for sharing.

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