The City Of God

In the City of God
All roads lead to God,
Each instant a crossroads
Of divine possibility.

At the Plaza of the Eternal Present,
The Avenue of Memory
Flows mystically into
The Boulevard of Things to Come.

Everywhere, Platonic Forms
Go by in search of bread
Or omnipotence.

The City is a perfect Mandala.
Its radiant pathways
Channel divine
Activity every direction.

We stopped erecting shrines
The day we recognized
The City is a shrine.

by Max Reif

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