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---
title: Love as God
genre: verse

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...

God is love, they say, but there is \
no god. Therefore, how can there be love? \
And if there is no love, how can there be God? \
There are things in life, I suppose, \
that are simply unanswerable mysteries \
of existence. Maybe this God and love are one.

Maybe there are many loves, instead of one. \
The difference between what isn't and what is \
could merely be one of scope. The mystery \
is how we speak only of one love -- \
to act as though we know we are supposed \
to love only one other, or that one other and God.

But supposing that one other is God? \
What then? Is the God-lover to walk alone, \
supported by God only when He feels He is supposed \
to support her? What kind of love is \
this? I would argue in fact this isn't love, \
this one-set-of-footprints-in-the-sand mystery.

How to define two loves as one is the mystery. \
It's obvious to many there is a thing called God, \
and just as obvious that there is one called love. \
Maybe we fool ourselves, we who can't be alone; \
maybe we don't know what either God or love is. \
Maybe, and perhaps; but I for one propose

that we as only humans are not supposed \
to know or understand capital-L Life, that mystery. \
Isn't it enough to know that God is  \
love, and love is God,  \
no matter which one \
does or does not exist? What is life, if no love,

if no God? Maybe this saying, "God is love," \
is less a definition of God what what love is supposed \
to be. Of these two terms, maybe the one \
we should capitalize is Love, that great mystery \
of chemistry and longing. Maybe "Love is god" \
is a more fitting epigraph for what life is

made of: Love, that most delicate, most misty \
of all emotions, is supposed to be their god, \
as the one that binds us, that was, that will be, that is.