God's signature

At your finger tips you have the very
face of God.
Perhaps you have come across theology.
It's not helpful

The music of the cosmos needs players,
and that's us.

What we touch and what
touches us to make lives sound
more than superficial
is obvious:

each moment is a print and
each small purpose
declares something known as the word of
love.

What an empty word this is,
aching for something to fill the omega.
We seek an epigenesis
and really, everything points to that individual
print of person in the making.

Not many of us die
complete.

I wonder how many signatures there have to be and
how many times God signs
our human document before
a name ripens enough to reveal
something worth satisfaction.

Each baby is different,
every life distinct,
and the ink of my heart writes
hesitantly until I know the power of God's
print urging something strong
out of my soul.

Don't look for an articled God who is a
Western noun.

One cell, one atom of your body is enough for
belief. Your miracle is the same as
mine.