trouble with god

someone said

we all have trouble

with god

yep

i say

who knows really

i think

no one

and

yet

there is the yes part

of knowing

god

maybe

the rescue

comes

from inside

me

thats it

all of it

i mean

the view from my window

is my view

the longing

is mine

the seeming inclusion

in this

wondering

is mine

the sounds i hear

i hear

i see things grow

i weep

i laugh

i wonder

those things are mine

i can imagine

others

feel what i do

that's mine too

so

what

so

what now

what now

what's next

universal questions

like steady rain