Friday, 7 April 2023

Why

 I've wanted to ask you for a while now

Is this how you wanted it to be?

I mean, the bees and the flowers and the Hummingbirds

The unfurling ferns and Roses

Busy ants and squirrels

The raccoon mother arguing with her half grown babe

That seems alright, it's perfection actually

But your people!

You knew how it would be

And yet you still, well, you still brought them here

There has been so much chaos and trauma

So much bloodshed

Sophistication and simplicity

Endless wealth and abject poverty

It is all right there

Spread before you

And the cries of the lonely hearts

The deeply wounded souls

You knew it all

I just don't pretend to understand

And so I look to the mountains

And way out across the ocean

And I see the Poppy blooming

And the leaves budding every spring

And the sunsets

And it has to be enough

For me, to be here, in all this pain,

The artistry of love, by such a Creator

Has to be enough

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