The God Who Only Knows Four Words

Every child has known God,
Not the God of names,
Not the God of don'ts,
Not the God who ever does anything weird,
But the God who knows only 4 words.
And keeps repeating them, saying "Come dance with Me, come dance."

--Hafiz

this reminds me that God is love and He wouldn't care -- who --- what I am, where I'm from or how smart or stupid I am.
It's a good poem. I like it!

Comment: A couple things to consider.  Do you think God has a gender?  If "He" wouldn't care who or what I am, how could "He" care what I think of "Him," or even if I think of "Him" at all.