What Kind Of God? Poem by Smoky Hoss

What would we want with a god of no mystery
A god so simply contained
Within the limits of human history?

Why would we want
A god we could handle
What good would that be?
If we were able
We'd simply manipulate this god
To serve the greater needs of 'me'.
But, where then
- filled with an empty faith in ourselves -
Would we stand?
With only our egos
Above the clouds
And our heads in the sand.
What god
- of all we suppose -
Could possibly be,
Enough god
To fulfill the deep desire
Of insatiable humanity?
Only one the need fits
Beyond our ability
To own and fully know,
Tis the same that
We shall never master
Nor control.

This kind of god
Mysteriously in others we can see,
The kind of God
With a captial 'G'.


'Those who have not been told shall see, those who have not heard shall ponder it.'
- Isaiah.