Love Poem: Names of God
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Written by: Kurt Ravidas

Names of God

A moan of the soil cracked by a heat, 
the tree that gave a cry of cold, the whisper
of happy lovers on a car’s backseat,
the language of the stars that’s getting crisper
and clearer as approaching them, the voice
of emptiness, the rustle of the pages,
the white, the black, the grey, the rosy noise
of the unconsciousness – that’s how the mages
hark to the names of God. What’s in your name,
my goddess? You are waving at the waiter
and saying upon a quick thought:
                                                 «Please, the same
as he has and a cup of coffee later».