What do I know about God?


except that God knows all about me

or maybe…

God spies on me when I sleep

and put dreams in me

and tells me the stories that should be told

when I follow that dream

or maybe…

God lets me be in my sleep

and watches me when I’m awake

but let me believe it is my doing

that keeps me going – sane or insane…

or maybe…

He is just changing channels

or playing with clouds

or is on a meeting with all angels and saints

about us – how to fix our disasters

how to go about so many petitions coming His way

or maybe…

God sits in silence

with eyes wide open – without rest

and doesn’t sleep

constant vigilance

He does tend to His flowers

But maybe – we became the weed…