The one-eyed poet saw the world awash
in small gods—everything from stink bugs
and hollyhocks to forest creeks and girls
in green bathing suits. Lord what a vision.
To consider loons as small gods would
be a stretch for most two-eyed people.
And to float the idea that we consider,
even refer to, one another as small gods?
Cries of blasphemy, blasphemy would
ring from the peaks of slippery slopes
as the blind clutched their children close
and grabbed blank bibles in search of
chapter and verse, or at least a footnote.
Believing people to be small gods could
lead one God knows where. One might
consider, dare see, that black gods matter.
Ah, the beauty of “wonder’!
It takes two eyes to see each other as neither hopelessly fallen nor as little gods. In my view, 20/20 doesn’t happen until we close each eye, one at a time, and look carefully at what that lens sees without the other.
I am taking a step out in faith that what I heard at DeWitt’s funeral service was a moving thought – – – as the minister stated oh so true statements about DeITT AND Brother David They both raised such outstanding families and now it is passed down to the oldest to take over hard as it will be but be faithful to all both , of what you were taught what . It will not be easy but look at your mentors Christ Jesus and your Dad’s. Am praying as one of you have a harder day the other of you will be there to share your feelings and how to comfort not only those around you but EACH OTHER! God Bless each of you and your families. Never forgetting you have Strong Wives and siblings to help you with all these changes!
Profound! Thank you!