I saw God die this morning,
A brilliant flash of red,
Weaned of attachment to
Branch of maple tree.
God floated for a moment
In the clearest breeze, then
Dropped to Earth, bleeding,
Crucified refinement of the flesh.
I saw God leap this morning—
Brilliant flash of rainbow fish
Diving deeply into shining lake.
I saw God black, in the insect
God leapt to devour….
Alive one instant, food the next—
Stomached by swimming beast,
Feeding God to God in such a soaring
Miracle, my blood chilled to weep.
I saw God last night,
After heavy rain had stopped,
Driving home, God hopped as frog
Trying to cross the street.
I almost squished God with my car!
Oh, God, poor little hopping God,
I nearly took your life in haste.
Now that I’m awake,
Skies are green; rain is blood—
God falls, swims, leaps, cries
Everywhere I look….
At bottom of the night,
In dark eyes of black dog
Rests God, wagging tail,
Content with simply being,
Lying beside my bed.