A beatitude
undivined in
statutes & laws.
But that is all dogs do.
A heeler, His palm:
someone is God
for the next two thousand years.
I will read The Gospels without
waiting for the time to come,
when on a crackling path
the New Word will hail down
& arrange the world
there on this map.
There is a legend,
there is a territory,
which embraces a border,
along which you may trek;
although it is unsure now,
all the paths washed away,
in mud that is unsure & unfounded,
commiserated instead.
Azure Bell 