If God Were Flowing Thru Us~~~ ~~~ ~~ ~~~ ~~~ Poem by Chuy Amante

If God the Source, the Power, the All
and all the Space in between, the NOW,

Were moving thru us, holding us all together,
keeping me in this body and the planet on course
and the cats chasing mice, a horse still a horse

light and then dark, wet and then dry, the smiles
real big and then all that we cry

energy moving, pulsing strong- then weak
sun up, sundown, minutes, days and weeks

expressing thru heart and half with the head
moving into the golden age, nothing to dread,

time for brightness, warmth, and the sharing bread!
The end of secrets, war and control, walking dead...

Who starts this paradigm, this life renewed?
If not you then me? Hurry, LET US now, DUDE!