Excursion I
January 01, 1996
people.
ohwhysohardtounderstand?
thoughtsrunliketangledspoons
intheturbulentdishwasheroflife
oriswashingdishesallthatiamsupposed
todooristheremoresomethingfurthertobegrasped
idontknowyetbutwellseetheysay
thatswhattheyalwayssay
wellsee
(iwanttoknownow)screamsi
myfutureisblurrywhymustitbeso
idontknow
God does.
Godiswierdlikethatcoollikethat
Hedoesntreallyworklikepeopledo
sometimesigetfrustratedandconfused
becauseHesnotreallylikeuspeoplefolk
butentirelydifferent
sometimesiwishGodwereabitmorelikeus
confusingyetveryhumanandsomewhatpredicatable
butinsteadGodhashisownwaysthatnoneofuscanunderstand
ihatebelievingthingsthatidontunderstandbutthatsjust
another God-thing.
ilookedfromamountaintopandsaw
everything
therewasnothingthatwashiddenorobscured
(wantit?)someonesaid
wasitGodorevilidontknow
WHOISCALLINGMYNAME(criedsamuel)
iwilldogreatthings
(whatgreatthings?)