God, The Everything
Sometimes I lose sense of myself,
my own divination of gifted being
a trivial spark in the vastness of God --
God the Everything:
ethereal body-corridor of
time and space, of countless
universes -- of life-forces
impenetrable, remarkable existence
yet to be imagined --
my desire to treat all humanity
as the face of God, as the substance
of God~ I forget my own individuality
need for personal connection...
my own human....
I forget that God, while all the greatness
is also, that loving, bearded man with
children on his supernal, infinite knee, hearing
their needs and wiping their tears --
I forget the
constant sense of invisible arms holding
me, as though I were yet an infant, desiring
weaning and reassurance of tactile,
loving, real near presence --
I forget that God, though incomparably
enormous, is also small, in every molecule,
every live cell of blessed experience, seeking companionship,
cooperative reinforcement within endlessly evolving miraculous
phenomenon
wanting ever more defined exposure of growth and
supernatural prosperity --
overwhelmed by unknowable God
I remorsefully
overlook my most important
father and son relationship
my relatable portion of the immeasurable
profound -- the simple truth of being
constantly adored and preciously compounded
and guided --
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