July 26, 2002

Common God

the wind that brought me, has brought with it many things
the ghost in my breath, and the chill in the air
everyday i climb to the top of my world, hopping my destination is true.
i have not seen my sight, but one day i will find my stone.
able to see my everything reflected back to me
it is these reflections that cause me such fear.
for the ice below is ten times stronger then the ice above
and it becomes more frequent every moment i'm alive.
a beautiful eye is to wonder,
but my life is not all my misfortunes, for i have been touched by the gods
and i shall give birth to such beauty the world has never known.
i have seen the God of this world as he grew angry,
shattering the light of this world into a million threads
relieved to know i was far to short to interrupt that heat.
i have sat with this God watching the day as it passed us by
changing from reds and yellows to the quiet black of night.
i have laid him down in my front yard showing him the wonder of a cloud.
placing his naked feet in the cool green grass
asking him if there could ever be a better place.
full of peaceful sighs he said...'surely no.'
in that quiet moment i've asked this God
'what of the gods of the world,
why so many shapes and colors
casting doubt upon the minds of men?'
at this he laughed, happy to see his creations hard at work to figure it out.
'what gods cause you to disbelieve all the things i gave to you.'
i found it hard to be honest with God feeling he knews all that i was,
ashamed to voice my own heart i think,
'i doubt everything you wrote.'

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