Max Reif

.25) Fires In Texas And Oklahoma

Rating: 5.0
What God has ordained
can’t be avoided
We can’t see the marks
on people and places,
but Nature can.

Nature is God’s servant.
Tame waves rise up,
whole prairies burn,
mountains skip like rams.

Machines serve God, too.
A hundred people
who have never met
get in a plane,
congregating to fly
into the next world.

I went to Samarra
to flee from Death,
but Death was seeking me
there, not here.

A Master told the people,
“I will die within a week.”
Six days later, he was fine.
“Fake! ” shouted the people,
and rose up and killed him.

Mysteries can’t be unraveled,
Time’s ticker tape
reveals only their surface.

Each of us lives
on a fault line.
Some day we’ll
disappear from here
and appear somewhere else.
Friday, December 30, 2005
Jeffrey Spahr-Summers 02 January 2006
Very nice Max!
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Ulrike Gerbig 31 December 2005
i absolutely LOVE this poem: its depth and wisdom! thanks for sharing! u.
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Joseph Daly 30 December 2005
A powerful statement Max, one that hits the reader with a force. there is an almost biblical prophestic feel to this, tempered by reassurance (nature being the servant of God) Excellent piece Max!
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Raynette Eitel 30 December 2005
I felt a chill as I read this, Max. I don; t play around with I try not to think about it too much. :) I really loved your final stanza. Raynette
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