I wish human
beings could
love the way
that god does.
Without all of
those preexisting
conditions
of worth and value.
I wonder,
would such
a thing be
possible?
So fragile and
exquisitely
sensitive we all are.
Always needing to
adjust ourselves
for just a smidge
more comfort and
fraction more
satisfaction.
Always personalizing,
projecting , fearing,
and resenting
our way through
relationships.
So, so
worried we all are
that our wants
and needs
might not be met
in the exact moment
that we
require them;
or worse,
stripped away
from us by
some dehumanized
Other.
But god,
she just says:
Come here girl.
I got you.
Just lay your head
down. Rest.
Then we will
try again.
It’s not that
god is a martyr-
like Shel’s
most beloved
Giving Tree.
To be sure,
in cosmic terms,
I am the equivalent of
a speck, on a speck,
on a speck.
And yet,
most curiously,
I matter.
I,
matter.
What kind of
miracle
is that?
If only
people could
love like
god does…
What kind of
earthly world
would that be?
-Me
(p.s. If you live in the United States, and are willing and able, don't forget to vote today!)
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