Pondering the
Will of God
For certain
there is a God,
Who made all
this and keeps it in being,
Causing the
earth to turn so that at night
The moon calls
me to wonder and ponder, and
When the moon is
away,
The Milky Way
calls me to worship its maker.
This Creator and
Sustainer is a mystery.
It--I started to
write “He”—practices the high art
Of cosmic
indifference,
Making and
sustaining for a while, and
Then visiting
upon the creatures flood,
Wildfires,
earthquakes, epidemics, pests,
Leaving me, as I
live out my consciousness
In amazement, to
know how fickle,
How fragile, all
life is.
--July 2, 2013 |