Up {a #Poem}

2015-10-09 07.06.05“In the beginning”
begs the existence of a
dot, the endpoint of
a line referencing time and
movement, like an ant on
the Golden Gate Bridge.
If there is time (now)
and movement (how?)
why do we shun this
guess the size of a
galaxy, turn from the
possibility of a God
placing us just so?

I may travel by antenna,
feel my way blind on small
steel and close pavement,
stopping for crumbs.
But just because I cannot
see it does not mean
there is no sky.

 

4 thoughts on “Up {a #Poem}

  1. Jody Lee Collins

    Thank you, Jennifer. The words came after a workshop where we were encouraged to write between the lines. I like how this turned out.

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