I love life most
In all Earth’s places;
Where mountains drop
Into blue/green seas.
And air is not too warm,
Not too cool, a little dry,
But choked off from the sky.
And where the sun is so hot
Water molecules wish they could
Find a refuge from fried eggs and ham
Sizzling on Dr. Seuss’ blacktop.
And where Mason’s granite monolith’s
Rise up into stratospheric anomalies -
Of people, cars, smells and sounds;
Blending into a melting pot
Of civilized humanity. Or,
Where forests breed, green mossy
Trees, rising like sentinels to the Gods.
I am even impressed, or less,
With heart-broken tears for THEY!
More than anything, make me feel
A mixed blessing of joy to be alive,
And sorrow of the shame that I still am.
Because poverty bleeds God’s selfishness,
Into a devoid of opportunity.
There could have been an alternative
To hardship and death.
If only you, could have been a GOD!


© 2009 Sara Coslett