It doesn’t have to be good.
It doesn’t have to be whole.
You will never know
What you never knew. Any god
Who tells you he’s honest is
A malicious liar. All gods lie
A little. We are eager for god lies
And lying gods prefer to keep us
Eager and (mostly) un-disappointed.
They tells us that cracks in the vessel
They teach us we must appreciate
the cracks. We need the cracks, we
sing. We need the cracks
To let the light in. But why, gods—
and be honest:
Did you make the vessel opaque?