dog -- GOD

dog -- GOD

it is God who is weeping
as that dog,
moaning
for its owner,
a molecule of pure feeling
surrounded by energy fields
woven into energy fields –
that are manifesting the body of a mongrel.
that dog knows a thing or two
about how much
it sucks,
cheeks puffing,
eyes glistening,
yelps minutely escaping jowls,
jowls clenched against
the whole fucking WORLD!

loss and love and longing
and loss and loganberry pie
and licking his feet... licking, sniffing,
and licking, kissing his feet...

he is now licking the feet of the beloved,
who has stepped out of the cafe
to retrieve Him,
the now rejoicing God-dog-doggy-dog.

and in His lowly eyes,
savior and salvation and Self,
are all reflected;

in the eyes of this beagle who watches his life
slip away
and be resurrected
every single night at around 8 o'clock
outside of Caribou coffee,
in those eyes of innocence and Infinite depth,
are the beginning and ending
of everything,
and the beginning and ending
of everything.

jars of green glowing

jars
of green
glowing silver-blue,
overflowing,
flowing into the sink,
circling down,
counterclockwise
into the disposal

little beings
of sun-stricken grief,
struck to heart by
desire to see
the sun that has
given us energy
and a hand up the puppet's
neck to belief;

the star-blue star wreck
of impossible broken heart healings;
lift color to a new zone --
zone of evolutionary knowing.