Unseen God

Whoever called you the unseen God
was numb in the deepest sense of the word
for you are here in the glowing trees
and red lights and stop signs
and surprise sales when we’re shopping
and silent tears and heartaches
and concerts and fire alarms
and mosquito bites –
The God who appears even in mosquito bites
cannot be an unseen God;
if anything God is so everywhere
that we can lull to sleep in the ever-presence of the divine
and so while we breathe God and eat God and our hearts beat of God
and while we shake our hair with shimmering droplets of God
we somehow marvel that our God is so
© Meisaan Chan

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