What is life?
It's an ecstatic wind of light
blowing in the dark;
an everywhere emanation of God.
Streaming forth from God,
it is God silently flooding through
every brain, every bud,
every leaf, every stone
and star.
And who shall say otherwise?
It is the dark that denies life,
that twists it and colors it dimly —
that projects its own severance
from God on God.
But, as the old wisdom says,
"In Him is life,
and life is the light of men.
The light shines in the dark
and the dark cannot comprehend it."
Brother, Sister, drinkers from one fountain,
beloved pain-numbed bathers
in shimmering effervescence —
love life! Let us practice it!
We can wake up saying "Thank you!"
for seeing, for hearing, for breathing,
for speaking, for singing,
for eating, for excreting,
for feeling, for thinking, for dreaming,
for the little flapping fish
and silky rosebuds, for the adventure of it,
O, for the wonder of it...
To be in awe! To be in awe!
It will lead us to God.
And in finding God, "Closer than breathing,
nearer than hands or feet,"
we shall find the heights and depths
of the silver shiver and rose breath,
with white wings crowding
a pour of blue skies
in the supreme beauty
of the transformative love
for which we were meticulously designed
and joyously created!