Veiled Olympus and the Heavenly Sanctuary, with His Camouflaging Masculine Vestments
God pours from jars of bounty in his halls,
The jars of pleasure and of sorrow. Both.
We men and women make our chorused calls
From earth below. We call in prayers for growth
Of pleasures (blessings) in the palace, shack,
Cathedral—and the whorehouse. Blessings poured
Are duly mixed with ills. A lettered plaque
On both those jugs makes clear what God ignored.
The word on one was “Love,” the other “Hate.”
God chose to gush them both together in
One flow because Free Will’s a must. The spate
Resulting churns up diamonds and sin.
..He used to be called Zeus though now we find
….Him on his throne like chanting Homer, blind.