Friday, October 26, 2007

God, she giggles, sometimes

quarry hill plant
when it rains
the skies are dark
the clouds are thick
the water wet

and behind
it
all
the sun
shines

and when
we suffer
sorrow
or angry
or angry to hide
our sorrow

behind
it all
forgotten:
joy,
love
release

and sometimes
God
watches
waiting
patiently
for us
to wake up and fall
back in love
with Everything

and sometimes
She just has to giggle
almost uncontrollably
( sweet sometimes)
at how
worked up we get

about
nothing


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