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GOD’S ALIVE AND SO HAS THE ABILITY TO CHANGE

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If God is sentient – being alive –
God can change.

Is changing now – just as you read this.

God is not an ancient immovable statue placed up on high
To be worshipped –
God continually changes right before our eyes.

Also, God is placeless and so is similar to Nature –
Alive at every level –
Even in our imagination.

God embodies a Spirit that breathes
Like the tides –
Like hummingbird hearts –
Or rain pelting down onto our faces.

God knows what we think
Before that thought ever surfaces into our consciousness.

God understands the beginning – as well as the end –
While cherishing middle lives.

For example, God immediately was aware of my grandchild, Jules –
Before I ever placed a foot on the second-floor staircase –
Before I turned on the whole-house fan –
Before I even asked my wife to be my wife – the first time.

Jules existed way back then –
Centered directly in God’s loving eyes.

CLAP HANDS

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I want to clap hands
And with each clap initiate a separate universe.

I want to rain down beauty
So everyone can get “heart” wet.

I want to migrate with the birds
So I’ll be able to find my way back home.

I want to light a small fire in the hearth of my heart
And substitute a “pearl” for my everyday mind.

In Roman times, pearls were even rarer than diamonds
Because ancient mining industries moved mountains to produce them –
But it’s only when holding your breath while diving
That you’ll be able to discover the iridescent beauty hidden in those deep water shells.

The sun provides infinite life over almost infinite time –
But, someday, it will go out –
Truly, it’s only the green life that matters –
Everything else dross.

I’m dying to say one new word –
One that can never be forgotten –
God, why don’t you slide it across that green baize table
So that, when I turn it over, I can look surprised!

WALK IN THE PARK

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Life is like a walk in the park
Children running
Couples strolling
Nearby, birds hiding out in the bushes singing,
And, somewhere, far off, a train faintly sounds.

Life comes into brilliant focus while we’re still young
But then, over our lifetime, can fade.

There’s a satisfied calmness in that fade, however –
Not much to get upset about –
Life glimmering just a few steps away –
The magic still there – just out on the edges.

The rain is damp and chill –
No fires tonight!

There are fewer birds left in the forest –
So there’s less sound, less activity,
In the distance a child appears who barely sees us –
A group of old men no longer standing at the center.

The quiet ones –
Taking one last look
Before exiting.

CLOUDY DAY

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It looks as if it might rain
And sounds like it’s already begun –
Given the wind moving through the treetops.

It’s getting dark, and then, even darker –
Chilly, and after a while, chillier –

It’s the kind of peaceful dark damp day
Comfortable
For staying inside.