We are God’s kaleidoscope.
Super nova twists and trines;
Eerie spots of rich design
For the drinking of his awesome eye.
We are God’s day time TV show.
Mindless twitter as he forms orbs;
His anthill, his pigeons, his busy little bees.
A distraction we make for the corner of his glee.
We are God’s late night movie.
When he’s bored with truthful work;
The squabbles, feeble struggles, silly conquests, stupid wars.
He falls asleep, it’s such a bore.
We are in God’s kaleidoscope.
Blue-green marble in the sky;
Floating closer to his eye.
Spinning, grinning – we are prized.
