God Spoke

 

God spoke to me, or maybe

it was a hummingbird.

This is what invisible wings

inscribed on air:

I don't want your Oneness,

I want your Nearness.

The world is not saved

by your political opinion,

your argument for or against.

The world is saved

by your blessing.

And how do you bless the world?

You smile, not from your lips,

but from your chest.

You breathe, knowing

that everyone on earth is breathing

this breath.

The way you walk,

the way you sit,

the way you recline

then rise to stand again

before the faithful sun,

the way you wield your

grandfather's hoe,

your grandmother's cup,

you demonstrate

to friend and foe alike

the mere majesty

of Being.

Photo: Penn State University News