big

God is..
BIG...
I said

and the theologians
frowned

what did they want?

asking about
the nature of God
is like asking

to describe
the sweetness
of a kiss

the power
of a tornado

the touch
of a butterfly's
wings
against your palm

to say Who
What
How
God is

is like
trying to measure
the arc
of a dolphin's leap

or describing
the aroma
of honeysuckle
on the wind

or the
sensation
of a lover's embrace

do not ask me
to reduce God
to a reasonable
sentence

an understandable
creed
a formula
that seperates
good and bad

it's like
asking me to
tell you
how it feels

to make love
with my beloved

to feel that
safe
yet vulnerable
with another

to lose boundaries
of Self and Other
yet
to know
finally
who you are

these walls
hold in
keep out

these stained glass
windows

make things pretty
that aren't

let the sky in
breathe in
Creation
watch the cocoon
unfold
into brilliance

stand in the
broken waves
of the sea

see the eagle
fly
over the prairie

and then

then

speak to me
of God.