Maybe Kali is the one
who black and
sooty, suits me.
Ganesha makes me
free each morning
just to play and be.
Krishna, the player,
I always found him
such a qutie.
Jesus, the fire
never consumed,
the brilliant glory.
Buddha, simple
staying calm,
the master of the quiet...
God, my manifold,
my many-faced
my Infinite,
my One, true.
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