enter literary
enter visualI don't see
a burning bush in the mind
I don't see...
I don't see that the Creator is evident in His creation. I think, for the most part, this "miraculous" world once uttered in the Big Bang unfolds through quantum and Darwin. For the most part
the Creator hides
as men spin lies
and the devil rides
in our hearts
along with the worriers and the warriors
and the glad-eyed boys
dancing dancing
with the kiss-me girls
so wanting to trust love
the Creator hides
in the dolmen arch
hides in the graves
and the grass
blades of Blake and Solomon
and in the tears of so many virgins
the Creator hides from our reproach
hides from our blush
hides in the open
a burning bush
in the mind
