Augustine said our God is out of time

As I am nearly, but

I do not think I am turning into a god.

The gods are ephemeral anyhow

Except unto themselves

(And that’s what makes them seem eternal)

Atheism is a mistake for

Who can doubt that randy Aphrodite,

Or Mars, after all the slaughter?

But Pallas Athene never visits me these days

Bacchus continues to insist while nightly

Poseidon lumbers across the sea-bed of my soul

Why do we reserve our doubting only for

The God who (as Augustine said)

Is Love — and nothing else?

Peter Mullen