Petrichor Poem by Butch Decatoria

Maybe and Perhaps?

Maybe more like

IS

God is... the scent, the lightning, the rain...

The sudden clarity of seeing someone

For the first time, with eyes of love...

And yes, it is the truth

God is also the Lie of the Lovely broken

Figurines of ballerina precious things

The wrinkled concerns of great great grandpa

Worried you can't get home

So yeah God

IS

The scent of rain falling on stone

The earth and skies behind sky,

The eyes that look upon you

Now

With love

God is the window of the soul

While outside

We are laughter and loud

Thunder under

Rain and cloud

It just

Is.


(The scent

Of falling

Heaven

Now)