hymn to the wild sky
our Father in heaven
i am watching Your power
written in bold dark clouds across the sky
right to left, driven by wind
water plummeting from the heights
feeding the bursting thirsty foliage
no sirens
no warnings
but a charged-up sky is sparking and seething
the wrestling of lightning and wind
torrential window rattling chest pounding
deep earth rumbling
and big sky splitting open
this fierce dance of the high atmosphere
appears wild and chaotic to us
but it is in fact
obedient to laws
that You wrote
on the expanse of the cosmos
at the moment of creation
Let there be--
and it is
You show off Your vibrancy in such a storm
You rouse the heavens and shout for joy
for life
the exuberance of a Creator
expressing Your existence in a burst of furious love
I AM
You bellow
and the earth responds with life
(except
for we
sophisticated
humans
with our headphones on)
how is it
that outside
the Voice of God thunders
separated from our flesh by an eighth of an inch of glass
and we bury that Voice
we little minds gazing at our screens
sucking in
prefabricated ideas
human invention
promotion
and radiation
while just three feet away
the world is being oxygenated
created and recreated
by a Mind so much greater than our own
?
