I lost my bishopric because of my musings.
Could not rid myself of the description of God
provided by Plato in Timaeus:
The Creator forgot to include
his permanence in the system of laws
and became a victim of the transience
he had laid down for all things created.
This absent-minded God has his grave in the world.
With his dissolved brain he broods on the thought
– it ought to resemble burgeoning grass –
of how creation can be re-established.
It must absolutely appal him
that he has created us in his image.