God annihilate me
God obliterate me
God remove everything except the Love that serves everyone

Now we drift as dust leaves or cigarette ash
down to the street where between the tall red rows of homes
Now we return to the inside out
where we sat in the sharp fall air
watching mini tornados of red and brown leaves
spin up off the asphalt
Now we prepare to die
or to live without the edges
whatever God would do
if God would please
bother with us
enough
to change us
from husks
into the space between

Now we slide into the waves cold and slippery
Our mother said don’t put your face in the water
Now we scamper with our thin chests recoiling from the slip slapping cold
Now we know we are not eternal
except where we are the delight in Love
except where we are the Joy that Is

Now we try again
to believe and to live as if we believed
in a Love that chooses everyone
that binds us all together
that demands kindness
that will never bless cruelty, lying, cheating
that will only bless those aspects of each conscious moment
that live in and through and for
the Love that serves everyone
the Love that tells the truth
the Love that shelters those who need help
the Love that is Right and True and that will never pretend
that
might makes right
or
that
truth is whatever the big man says it has to be
or
that
winning matters more than standing up for
aware clear honest accurate competent compassionate loving-kind joyfully-sharing