Memorial

Can you believe

That in the totality of my existence

There are moments of disconnection

Distractions

When I forget Gods name

The One permitted my lungs to breathe

Dragging air in and out of my being

And in those distractions

I seemingly crack the code

Finding life’s meaning

Turning to the mirror to look inward;

In those moments

Of disconnection

In the deepest discord

I look to my job;

My money, my family, my lovers

Searching for my muse

Beautiful distractions, are they not?

But distractions are distractions

Please tell me,

What fool looks at the stars and says,

“Yes! This is worthy of all my worship and devotion”

For who’s the creator of the stars?

And what romantic looks at another person,

And says;

“I can’t live without you. I will die without you”

I’m sorry

If there is one thing life continuously shows me

Again and again

I can exist without money, clothing, shelter

But I can not- for the life of me

Exist without The One

Loving me

Nurturing me

Providing for me

In the deepest parts of me

The greatest love story there will ever be

The One and me