I Saw god Again Today.

I saw god again today

beyond thought, somewhere. Where else?

Not in the analytics of lights

or the measurements of sounds,

or the punctual dead leaf dallying in cold space.

It was not a he nor a she nor a they

nor animal nor flesh nor pure anything,

but it did have the look of a figure,

a figure all aflame, a figure without

border or texture save the heat.

Beyond it there was nothing.

Within it there was everything.

Some pagan knows this story,

some pagan who lifts a rock

and screams out something

not sensible but profound,

something formless like the god.

I started to write on such matters,

but I had no hand.

I strained to see something,

but I had no eyes.

I thought I heard it

in the cool of the day,

in a garden,

but I had no ears and wanted none.

Had no senses and wanted none.

Just to be aware of some other space entirely

where spirits and sprites reside,

in the shallow cool nothingness,

void, timeless, infinite,

as though the word itself

were hard to pronounce

because there was only a feeling,

all just a sense

that had no sense to it,

no volume, no proportion, no time, no duration,

just an is at the heart,

near the heart,

the heart.

 I saw God again today.