Bare ceiling, glaring
at his bare soul.
Unflinching, aloof,
staring at his despair,
divulging no plan.

This solitary man
did not plan a solitary plan.
Today and today and today -
strange to be estranged.
Who misplaced the Plan?

God came looking.
What was it that He said?
Oh, yes, He said,
"Where are you?"
Doesn't He know?

The seer said, "Look and Look and Look!"
Then the man looks and knows,
and slays the ogre of alone.
Oh, wondrous banishment of banishment!
For God kept looking.





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