Beyond

      by Ted Guhl


      There is always a beyond
      Gods waves his magic wand
      and the rock and the fire
      become the mud and mire.
      The universe has a shape
      both curved and like an ape.

      He equals empty squared
      or are we fully aware?
      Wherever you place the edge
      is where God sets the wedge.
      Whatever is finally found
      there is always a beyond.

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