i often write poetry to wrestle with theological issues. this is my rumination related to the very good question: "how could you believe in a loving god, given the screwed up badness that seems to be every where and every when" not so usesful for convincing someone that god exists, but a true story about how someone who believes in god processes things.
i am the lord almighty
i have seen all beginnings
when chaos erupted birthing matter and energy, i was there
when your galaxy began to spin, i was there
when the nuclear fires inside your sun were ignited, i was there
when the seas begin to fill with life, i was there
when the first creature breathed air, i was there
you are a piece of spit
some dirt
and a breath
so shut the fuck up and listen for a second
i am the lord, full of everlasting love
you do not belong to me
i have given you the same gift i have given to all that is
i am risking all that i will ever hope for to give it to you
i have given you to yourself
i am the lord, the bright morning star
i declare to you this truth
i long for you to receive your gift
i yearn for a birth, a fire, a spinning, a breathing
i ache for the unguessable beauty of us
Really thought provoking. I enjoyed it! :)
Posted by: Jessica | Monday, April 30, 2012 at 07:41 PM
I LOVE this...going along well with my developing theology of the middle finger. Really. LOVE.
Posted by: Maggie | Sunday, May 06, 2012 at 05:15 PM