Valleys of the Land

People always claim God to their side

And spend their time filling the sand with lines.

How do they live with God in a box?

Infinite complexities boiled down,

Down to a vanilla frosting for cakes,

Cakes they bake and never eat.

If God is inestimable and indescribable

Then how do you limit him to your side?

My God is in the valleys, the fields, the streets.

He walks the halls of homes, hospitals, and hotels

Seeking the poor, the rich, the apathetic, the political

Seeking the lover, the loner, who you are and what I am.

So don't limit what's larger than you and

How dare I try to do the same.

Adagio in D Minor

What will it be like?
To meet God.
Will He be an infinite monolith
Of terror and awe?
Or in the darkness of nothing,
A spark of immeasurable hope?
Either way, I will be both alone
and unfathomably exposed before the Beginning and the End.