Drops of Color/ What have we done with God?

Drops of Color
What have we done with God?

Bushels
I keep picking up
bushels
one after another

AND

why?  Why am I seeking bushels?

Because,
where there is despair
let me fill bushels of Hope
and carry them
no matter how heavy
to those in need.

Where there is darkness
let me fill the bushels with Light
and pour its abundance
until ‘we’ all SEE.

Where there is death
let me use the bushels to
bury sacred remains
in Mother Earth’s holy womb

so that as the dying
Rise
we know they are not lost

AND

then we will rediscover the God who
lives in EVERYTHING.

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“The Great Religions are the 
Ships,
Poets the life
Boats.
Every sane person I know has jumped
Overboard.
That is good for business
Isn’t it
Hafiz?”

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