The Geometry of Belief

People pray looking up or down
They open and close their eyes
They lean on the surface of the floor
They kneel facing down
They then moved their arms vertically
To ask for grace and mercy
They also moved their arms horizontally
To recite their faults and shout apology
They remained positive for the whole sermon
So that God could come visit the sanctuary
They preach the straight paths
So that people may not turn in a curved one
They establish asymptotic paths which may not be touched
They try to remain consistent to their doctrine
They repell any inconsistency which they call sins
They focus on the center and origin of their existence which they call God
I like the beauty and majesty of divinity
I like the geometry of belief

BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT

(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)

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