Saiom Shriver

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As A Mother Looks Upon A Toddler's Fall


God looks on error
as a mother looks on a toddler's fall
.. or on her young son's
sculpture of mudballs
or as the sun
gazes upon sour fruit soon to be sweet
.. or upon a blow which releases
water from ice freezes

God does not send loved ones to hell
for acting on drives from the outer shell

God is more forgiving
than the daily snowfall which
erases
many human footfall traces
.. more forgiving than
the sea
which holds onto no boat wake
.. more forgiving than
the sky..
which forgets the path of clouds
or the fire
which devours the mistakes of
the past

Divine Love made us.
.. Anything which is not
of Divine Love
.. is not you.. is not me





Submitted: Saturday, September 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

(Sai Baba: God looks on sin as a mother
on her baby's first halting attempts to walk.
The mudballs concept came from a dream
her guru gave Jan F. Her child had filled
the bathroom with mudballs. God's gaze
instantly erased them all.)

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