The Footsteps of God

After a moment
when something becomes
what it has always been
and creation comes flying in
as natural as breath--
now that shakes the earth
for me!

It takes an afternoon
of wondering to ease that away.
Anything will do to set it off:
an old fencepost,
silent as they come,
brings its own memories in
and it's a good source for musing--
a chunk of time
I might have left there
until the wood decays--
until the hammer blows
have ceased to echo back
across the meadow.

There's a world lying there
in the interim--
a world of seconds
holding history
that dangled there
above the waiting drama
we call years.

Now could one be
so callous as
to simply walk away?
     ~

Reviews

[Valentine]

I like the thoughts you put into this write. So much does happen all around us but, how much are we really aware of? There is a world of drama going on all around us. Valentine

[Dean]

Thank you so much