Maybe what they say is true

Maybe what they say is true,

And what I treasure in my heart

Is selfish as the sky is blue

And evil as the sun is hot.

Maybe trusting this to God

(now free enough from childhood fear)

Is really a Satanic prod

From Eternal Conscious Torment Pier?

Maybe Jesus doesn’t act

When feelings disalign on this?

Are some consciences, in fact,

Beyond His purifying kiss?

Or

Maybe Jesus is secure

And never changed from Love’s pure Light

And what men would kill or cure

He saved when first he granted sight

Then loosed amid the darkest night

And breathes in love

And brings to life.