Wednesday, April 2, 2014

The Grand Canyon

Red rocks ringed
with ridges
of white
bright spots
in the dull grey of desert
long for the horizon
reaching for that
last lost expanse
of uninterrupted

See the colorado bend
twist and turn
as it yearns for
its everlasting home
in the gulf
the canyon it has created
like a symphony
individual notes together
a melody
the years of effort
of a small river
to create something

They told me once
as they were remodeling the church sanctuary
that places of worship
contained vertical lines and patterns
arrows pointing to God
yet as I look out on the
Grand Canyon
with its strata and layers
as horizontal as can be
I feel more grounded
and connected to the earth itself
Like God sent me a message to

be still


And I hear Rumi in my head
almost mocking me

“Lo, I am with you always
means when you look for God,
God is in the look of your eyes
in the thought of looking
nearer to you than your self
or things that have happened to you.

There's no need to go outside.”