If God could speak it would be only in the most beautiful poetic expression that would feel like sparks of light falling from the heavens, tingling the heart.
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If God could touch it would feel like the stroke of a velvet rosepetal caressing ones skin evermore so gently.
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If God could be smelled it would smell like the not heavenly scent of a rose garden filled with luminescent beauty.
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If God could be tasted it would like melting honey dissolving on one’s lips.
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If God could be seen it would be the most beautiful expression of the goddess swirling through all of creation painting thousands of rainbows.
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If we could just open our hearts to God we would be able to allow it take form, through us.