No Appointment Necessary Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Genesis 1: 16...he made the stars also.


Ithink it's so great you don't have to call God's secretary
to make an appointment or see if he can fit you in.
You dont have to go downtown to his huge office
and wait uncomfortably by the magazines and the hundred thousand others
waiting their turn dressed a whole lot better than you are
to finally hear the receptionist say without even making eye contact:
The One Who Made The Stars Also Will See You Now.
and then you dont have to go in there to his office I mean
and there he is still on the phone with someone really gold plated important
can you imagine?
you don't have to feel nervous when he gets off the line finally
and keeps looking at his incredible humongo wristwatch with the moon and stars also
emblazoned on it in blinding mother of pearl
while you are talking trying to get through to him
and you dont have to shift uncomfortably in your chair.
Nobody makes you curtsey to him or wear long gloves.
you dont even have to wait until he finishes dinner to get up from the table.
so when people try to make you feel small the last one to be
on a need to know basis basis
the most non essential employee ever in everland
just think:
I can talk to the King of Heaven
right now silently invisibly even while you're smirking at me
or holding your nose
and the RECORDING ANGEL IS WRITING IT ALL DOWN,
mary angela douglas `15 October 2020😊