A flash of God


I’m home, watching tv

When out the window

For an instance I glance


At a particular shade of tree

And an awareness so strange

Promptly takes hold of me


Like I’m a part of it

Sucked in, right at the heart

Of this enlightened green


From the kitchen to be sure

On different a tree I behold

The spirit still lingering on


Watching tv, after a while

I dare look again, only to find

Just some tree tops this time


Sometimes one’s antenna

Accidentally homes in

On a distant frequency


A flash of God?

Certainly not the first time

God is calling from a bush


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