Finally you have a name for it,
that distant, other, eternally-plural presence.
Not a beetle-browed patriarch or an earthy queen,
Not male, female, gendered at all.
Just an all-encompassing they.
On your left, on your right, in the center, outside, they.
Hallowed be their name.
Pronouns for God
December 1, 2021
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December 2021
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