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Even God Blinks
Perhaps God is just a sasquatch
making his way through the woods
pushing seeds down into the dirt
with his thumb
Thus the start, of a trail of trees
-Knowing someone will probably cut them down
before they have a chance to be majestic
God never planned to be a caretaker
But he does it anyway
because he isn't very good with predictions
Yet his thumbs are green
We see his knuckles, atop the hills
Thousands of years ago
the first humankind were amazed
at how such small seeds
became the means for their shelter
Miracles were born, with thumb and dirt
And a god was heralded
for man to celebrate skyward
Nowadays,
I say my prayers anyway
Because God may really be a god
Yet perhaps the clouds muffled my pleas
Maybe God blinked
and overlooked me
Maybe by now God sees us
as mannequins in a barn
-Takes a leg, an arm
Something reusable
to rebuild us
his little fireflies
that sometimes get broken
when he puts the lid back on too soon
Before we had a chance
to escape the containment
I really don't know.
What I know, is
how the sunlight searches for us
between the gaps in the slabs
of the barn walls
How, when I raise my hand
the sunlight slices it
into several pieces
- So it seems
How every other knuckle
will be cold or warm
As I turn my hand
like a lone dancer in the dark
but extended towards the light
Like our lives, during life
The same hand that writes poetry
and that touched the lips
of someone who said I love you
God will never have that
will never know that feeling
How love humbles us, after all
We are but vessels for the heart
as it follows the sun back out
through the cracks of the barn walls
When we see our majestic destiny
above us.
God, remember mercy, after you blink
Leave me an eye, at least
A hand, and some light
so that I can write
how fortunate life is
How lucky, when it rains
it's not tears this time
shining upon my face
It's the flow of life
being renewed
all through me
God, take a pause
the earth has infinity
See me
I will give you almost all of me
for these simplest gifts from you.
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