OH MIRIAM
CHANGES
The bell steeple savage fell dousing the
ground, landing noise and crushing the
parson who burst into flames resembling
the dances of bones on a mission : the thin
sun just then blotted out. We were left in
a darkness perplexed and made up of many
things. Even before we knew what to say
someone else piped up 'do you have the
Book?' Only knowing the Bible, we knew
not what to answer - for that book is all
present and always with us, so no answer
was needed. And anyway, if it were left
behind another would write the same.
Those stories are so right and easy. In
History, all things work out. In this religious
matter, by contrast, sometimes
they just don't work at all.
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