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

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Macduff5
Hi EGT,

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. thumbs up wine
niah9
with Macduff, I applause applause your write EGT....it makes us look past the obvious....opening new horizons,,,,,thank you...Kathyteddybear
windyweatherly
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...



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
Odette67

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.
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hedistuff
You're too sweet to be a real man....don't ever change. one of my few kindred spirits in this world. I don't want to lose you.
cherryreggae
Such a beautiful write...thank you earl!!!!teddybear sad flower bouquet
Fellsman
Hi Earl

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 wine wine
Poetnumber1
Hi Earl how i missed your philosophical writes that really rejuvenites the senses,ignites the heart and stirs the soul.Really!!!Such a lovely way to portray that trait of goodness,well penned friendapplause M.M
Earlgreytea
Thanks fellow poets for your very gracious comments, much, much appreciated!!! wine
paloma66
An excellent philosophical write only you can do it in your special way.You awaken the senses to soar above our mundane existence.applause thumbs up handshake purple heart bouquet bouquet
Earlgreytea
Thanks Paloma... teddybear
wildflower5555
How very beautiful this is.God is the only one who can give us all a different face and mind and so lovingly give us a million different places we can find him in any moment of every day.
You are a very aware blessing Egt.angel teddybear
Ladybee42
You have a good writing style Earl and even if I don't seek or find the same things as you I find the piece interesting and your interpretation of life very positive, what more could we ask of life? Being fulfilled and feeling 'alive' not merely existing is always a positive position to be in.

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jazzy75
A delicious taste of the eternal...love your writing my friend...."I see you"hug
Yankee4you
Earl Grey, I think of God as I think of parenthood. In their midst we are like sailing into safe harbors or standing on solid ground. We are children that are trusting and with them find refuge from our fear. From the times we take our first steps and learn how to swim..our fear is overcome by our trust in them and the power of their love in us.....Thanks for letting me reflect on what God means to me....Because God is about making and nurturing love and survival......Peace...cool angel angel
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