All- the things, I’ve Tamed

Not that I have it all together

but I hope to one day make you proud

Not that I’ve survived a thousand-summers

I’ve made it out somehow…

looking for God in all the wrong places

days piled on days, it’s crazy how it all sounds

and if, God’s not hiding- then where in the world?

I’m sure they’ve stock pilled him in churches

made him on huge billboard signs

I’m sure they’ve collected millions in the name of

a moneyless, God

God who does not need economics yet understand cosmic-flow

A God who does not need wishes yet has made many of dreams come true

but hears voices of the souls who are so close, they  can call

anytime and anywhere on the smallest spec of faith

through the depths in the lowest hell

through the miraculous wonders, unable to transcribe

there is God and here is God and anywhere you need God to be…. kindness sis Krissy