GOD
so distant I know, come forth and show your self.
Your lowly servant below would crush his unholy shell.
God, my lord if you be, show why I must love
when you batter me in dreams rained freely from above
and witness, oh master of earth, sea and sky, all works so grim
your beggars' mirth wears each dark day more thin.
God heard faintly on night's winds,
with lust like a damned sinner's;
God spied through summer's soft-hazed glow, smiling on the air
but hidden next by stinging snows, too cold for mortal cares;
God in lithe child's joyful dash beneath the autumn moon
tell me why you cut that child and bleed it for your wolves.
Father of all, spirit so holy, see you not our despair?
Haven't you tested our burdens below your heaven so fair?
Tell why, creator, you play these games with pawns so cheaply bought
unfit to weather storms you call that shatter all we've wrought.
Shall we seek your unsteady grace? I fear far more than love
if your gifts fly without a trace, and you
stand ever above.
God, so quiet, you speak no word;
do you hear yet any who cries
or have you left us, alone with all hurt
for all you offered was lies?
...
...
The brilliant snows of winter melt into the damp spring breeze.
Daisies smile along lush paths to hidden glades of verdant trees.
Silent mists of dark despair part in fresh air of rainbow light
and when the day ends softly, warm young lovers brighten night.
The world is wide and all is life--
the sweetest wine, the sharpest knife;
all seen or heard is bound to boundless beauty;
Now is all that girds the womb of eternity!
Eternal God, though you're no man above men,
hearken as I sing of the wholeness of your land.
Take me not as a child of people, protected from disease,
but rain on me at the edge of the infinite sea!
Give me only eyes to see and mind to understand
as I find stars strung through your constant hand
and remind me in need, when I can't spot your face
that all is here within our only place.
God, so far when I hate myself
see through me spreading this mortal shell.
Your child below would ever know you
within all our world
not One
not Two.
© G.Cassel 2004