Daily Reprieve · December 2020
I Don’t Want This to Be About God
I doƑ’t waƑƱ tƋiư to be abƒƲƗ God
God I don’t want this to be about God
God I’m embarrassed about the last time I believed in him
God I’ve tried that and it never worked
Well it worked some, but ‘cos I was lonely and sad
But I put that behind me but God
That didn’t turn out too well, maybe I should shut up and listen
God you think it unlikely there’s one
Well what other explanation do you have for all this being here?
Did a bubble of hot sea, and some fragments of rock
Rub together and somehow birth life?
Are you happy to accept as coincidence
In an infinite path of possibilities
Did this just happen?
Or is there too much here
For there not to be a driving force, a cause?
God I’m open and bursting with love from the eyes
God I’m climbing a hill to feel you in the sky
In the transcendence of a beautiful view
I feel like a child next to you
Like a child I unfold and awake
In the stream in the air I can throw my mistakes
And my chest falls and lifts ever new
I feel excited, alive, thanks to you
