On a Spring morning,
I came outside at dawn,
and sat down on my back porch,
to think about God –
which seemed to me a fitting way to start the day.
Near me, I saw three donkeys, they
were gathering by the fence,
where they greet humans every morning.
I saw a small snake moving this way and that,
and a beetle, moving among the flowers in the new garden,
and heard the birds sending text messages to one another
in songbird: “wrms @ aple tre!”
How great was their energy, their purpose,
them and me, you and me,
each of us awakening freely
to our own inexplicable
and individual and sacred way,.
Was that your big idea, God?
