If I were God
I wouldn’t bother about
who used my name in vain
or who was indulging in
a bit of adultery.
I’d look at my creations,
things I had set in motion,
and marvel at how
it all got away from me.
I’d brush the tips of my fingers
over the surface of Mercury,
and then, perhaps, my closed lips.
I’d run the tip of my tongue
around the calderas of her craters,
tasting the dust of her history,
and the trauma of impact.
If I could do that,
why would I bother with
the little shit?
Oh stunning.
Stunning, RG. I like using Mercury to send this message.
How do you keep doing this? Wonderful.
Um…hey, I just loved the new pictures coming out from Mercury.
Superb, and so right. Why does God always seem to act like like a controlling human? I wonder..
Nice and simple and insightful. This reminds me Rilke’s “You, neighbour God,” in its gentle (if tough-talking) attitude toward a divine that we tend to create in our own image.
breathtaking, RG.
I liked this piece…though I think in fact God does take more delight in His creation than He seats the small stuff…what good if we are all ‘good’ if we don’t care if God exists or not? I definitely agree that we tend to ‘create God in our own image’…far better to remember we are made in His…and think on how we will respond to that.
Your poem made me LOL! Sensual and sexy – if you were God I’d be in your creation any day. It so happens you posted this on my birthday – what a great gift! Ciao, Michael.