Breathe deep

when

god decided to invent

everything he took one

breath bigger than a circustent

and everything began

when man determined to destroy

himself he picked the was

of shall and finding only why

smashed it into because

                             ee cummings

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rushing Spirit

Word of God

hovering over nothing

a gush of breath

a big breath, full of fun

creativity

and play (as one finds in a circus tent)

and the joy began

and then we got our hands on it

we wrap ourselves up in

a creation of our own making

(we even have a God of our own making)

our thoughts circle in on themselves

we set the rules

we shall accumulate, use power for our own devises

and the look back at what was

the grotesque litter that is our history

our past

and we wail

why

and unwilling to accept the answer

say simply

because

because this is the way life is

we have smashed was

all

fun and beautiful

foolishness and ecstasy

we have taken the Sacred breath

and forgotten to breathe

and something has died

original wholeness

original joy

is

not

and yet

creator

recreates and recreates again

Sacred Breath still

blows through our souls

new beginnings

breathe deep

we shall live

we shall

live

again