let creation be enough...she roars!

there is
 another way
 of looking

 at the world

without the radio announcer

stillness
pristine
fingerprintless
virgin


effortlessness
of
creation

all is,
comes to pass
without a speck
of "my" effort

the mystery,
miracle,
of each new "cell",
life
continuously creating creating creating...

cars drive up
cars drive away
It responds,
something
seems to be going on--
streaming

perception/thinking
falls apart
crumbles
dust
poof!

no truth in it
no support
when questioned

Something behind it

prior to "cell",
naming of "it",
per ceiving,
per saying

miraculous conception

Absolute Grace

prior to taking for granted
"it's a cell"

say what ye must
and so be your world/belief/experience

yet hold your tongue
a moment, Grandfather

let the Child remain,
revel,
in the state of wonder

in Love
with the "kitten"
she met
for the very first time

such heaven
delight
adventure
curiosity
playfulness
surprise
laughter
wholly natural
wholly effortless

skitter, plop, crash,
pounce, up in the air,
soft warm furry ball

oh divine Mystery,
Provider of all that is!

say no more,
old man,
let the birth 
be enough;
there is nothing you can add
to the miracle,

nor take away!

She
lives you