September 20, 2014

It Was a Good Day for God



Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me? Or are you envious because I am generous?
- Matthew 20:15 


Before the sundown sip of three-cubed Irish whiskey
and the pondering of the universe and counterpoint
and the choice to give time its particular flow

it tickled the Almighty to place that random
twenty dollar bill on the floor next to the chair
where the college student studied empty-walleted

it gave goose bumps to the Lord’s arms to let
the wind loosen the church door latch and the
misplaced woman on the stoop came in for the night

it was a holy thrill to speak absolution to a man who
figured out how to purge all his needle-stick guilt
and put himself in a place of pleading and let it go

a long day for a researcher in communicable disease
ended with a novel idea from nowhere on how
a vaccine might be tweaked for double effectiveness

by dinner the Great One enjoyed inspiring a stuck poet
with the words bounteousness and exultation
and fingers eager to put fearless words on the page

it was a good day to be God when generosity
was seen as the goodness of God and this
goodness was praised as the Godness of God

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