I am a wolf with seven eyes, <br />wandering a desert made of cinnamon. <br />I want to marry God. <br /> <br /> <br />God is a delicious mystery, <br />like the beautiful descent <br />of the stars, like the holy body <br />of sadness, like a tiger crying <br />in the winter night. <br /> <br /> <br />In my dreams, God is <br />sometimes a Mercedes Benz, <br />sometimes a Rolls-Royce. <br /> <br /> <br />After we marry, I will <br />turn God into a dove. <br />That way, no one <br />will ever find her.<br /><br />David Kowalczyk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-to-think-about-god/
