Under the wing of a crow...
I’m the type of guy who looks for G-d often,
Why?
I see the suffering we’re seemingly immersed in,
and I wonder, where is G-d vacationing at right now?
‘cause if I was G-d, this would not be happening, let alone go on unabated...,
So, I find myself, often searching for G-d, often...
And so, G-d makes an appearance in my life every now and then...
I’d be sitting in my sea-view balcony, and suddenly, a wild, scraggy but vigorous crow would zip right over my head,
And as I contemplate this marvel that a ‘bird-brain’ accomplishes effortlessly,
I scrutinize the crow’s wing, and there, right there, under the wing of a crow,
I see G-d hiding,
Waving at me with twinkly eyes,
Laughing easily at my discombobulated countenance...,
And I rejoice, I find new hope to go on again...
Sometimes, and this is a very, very hard one for me,
I find G-d ‘fatherly’ cradling in ‘his’ hands the last resting-box of a little child,
That for some unfathomable reason, has been taken into that eternal bosom,
To be given extra-special care and love?
To be spared from something worse?
To teach us something we MUST learn?
I have no idea, I have no idea...
But, I’m certain about one thing,
G-d, is right there at the ultimate center of it all...
Sometimes I find G-d hiding around the edges of my tongue, as my teeth sink into a juicy, if not heavenly, grilled burger, as the plethora of culinary stimuli thrill my taste buds, culminating in a special kind of Nirvana, reserved for the sarcophagous members of our species...
Sometimes I find G-d hiding in the palm of my beloved’s hand as I take it meaningfully into mine,
And we look into each others’ eyes, loosing ourselves momentarily in the backwash of ‘gooey-luv’, lol...
Often, I find G-d hiding in the happy sounds my baby grandson makes,
They come out in a kind of vibration that reverberates crooningly all around me...
Sometimes I find G-d hiding in the words of a client reporting happy results from following my therapeutic regime...
Often, I find G-d hiding in a delicious glass of water, as I gulp it down, quenching my thirst...
Often, I find G-d hiding in the satisfied look in my teenage daughter’s eyes, after she’s wolfed down a bowl or two of the very nice rice, I’m famous for making...
But, the best place I like to find G-d, is when I look at a fellow human being, and instantly, I see reflected inside me the commonality we all share,
On our very special pilgrimage on this beautiful blue orb, we call our home, sans borders, sans nationalities, and sans any other fences we may put between us...
I greet you in beloved unity...
Egt...
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Posted: Sep 2012
Comments (15)
I'm glad to have first comment on this. What an insightful piece it is. Your style I know. You pose the big questions and you come up with the big answers. The commonality we all share. The journey we all take and those special moments of just living.
Thankyou my friend for your lovely outlook.
On our very special pilgrimage on this beautiful blue orb, we call our home, sans borders, sans nationalities, and sans any other fences we may put between us...
I greet you in beloved unity...
Egt...
EGT, I can not express enough how much I enjoy reading your piece. It always touch the human aspect of our life, the ones that go deep inside the soul. I am honored to share your mind.
Respectfully,
PW
But, the best place I like to find G-d, is when I look at a fellow human being, and instantly, I see reflected inside me the commonality we all share,
On our very special pilgrimage on this beautiful blue orb, we call our home, sans borders, sans nationalities, and sans any other fences we may put between us...
I greet you in beloved unity...
Egt...
Dear EGT, I do so enjoy your philosophical writes.
Your all too rare excursions into poetry corner are always such a delight, and this marvellous philosophic write is no exception - a simply awesome narrative.
Best wishes
Bill
You are a very aware blessing Egt.