My God is just an idea.
He takes his birth from my language,
When I speak He becomes a sound,
And like an atom He flows in my ears.
His light makes me see things around,
And His presence I feel everywhere.
He is my truth, my culture.
Sometimes, He makes my language hyperbolic
He is simply fantastic.
He is sea, earth, and fire,
A demon, animal, and human.
He is in my thoughts, beliefs and feelings.
He is like love, irrational,
Yet, without Him, I am not complete.
Amitabh Vikram Dwivedi is university faculty and assistant professor of linguistics at Shri Mata Vaishno Devi University, India; and author of two books on lesser known Indian languages: A Grammar of Hadoti and A Grammar of Bhadarwahi.
As a poet, he has published around seventy poems in different anthologies, journals, and magazines worldwide. Until recently, his poem, “Mother,” has been included as a prologue to Motherhood and War: International Perspectives (Eds.), Palgrave Macmillan Press. 2014.
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This is very interesting look at deity. The Apostle John says that “in the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. ” Thank you for giving me a glimpse of truth.
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