Poem 6

I cannot explain God

Why I would believe in anything so ancient and abstract
So shrouded and veiled
So often plastered on the T-shirts of fanatics

I cannot explain Her

I cannot explain Him

I cannot explain It

It is not whether or not God makes sense to me
It is that God makes sense of everything else for me

Here, brother fish, let me tell you what water is
Let us move back far enough that we can see water
like people see it, lapping against our ankles
Then further still, until we see water
painted blue across the earth

But let us not forget that
when we do, we die



Dave Von Bieker

Dave Von Bieker, 11243 85 St NW, Edmonton, AB, T5B 3C6, Canada

Dave Von Bieker lives at the intersection of art, faith, hope and love. He has 2 great kids, a fantastic wife, and a mostly good dog. He plays red guitars and drives red cars.