EXPLAIN GOD WITH FLOWERS

Explain God with flowers and mountains
deserts and creatures in the deep black sea,
not words and theology
especially to children
or old women and men
waiting on the outer edge of living.

“God is God,”
the withered little man said,
“and I ain’t even certain sure of that.
But I can tell you,” he said,
“Something touches me now and then
like a feather moved by a baby’s breath.
That’s as much evidence as I’ve got
except the world,
the stars and moon and universe.

God is God.”