God

 A God

A God who could stop this war

And all the others for that matter

And chooses not to intervene 

Cannot be a God we can believe in. 

That God can simply not exist

Except in wild imaginations

Born in different times

Of Stone Age machinations.  

If there is a Force or Spirit

It cannot be a human one. 

Our best prayers just a guess 

At knowing the unknowable. 

There is a call to hope

Above the chaos in the universe 

A call to serve and love

Defeat despair, despite it all. 

Humans at their best

Know their place in time and space

And equally know that the spirit

Can lead us onto grace. 

It’s not so complex really

We daily see the miracle 

We simply see the evidence 

Wherever good is practiced. 

My God is just as real 

As the one preached from the pulpit

The only one my prayers might change

Is the author of these verses. 

But what to make of miracles

That come from wishing others well?

The Butterly effect across the world

I hope but simply cannot tell.